It is rare to meet love in one's life, and if you want to do something, you can do something, so there is baking; it is rare to meet you in this life, and if you want to do something, you can do something, so there is a one-time love.

In this way, love makes baking have moved. Cranberry Cookies, Rose Wine Cookies, Matcha Cookies ...... create a room full of aromas that are warm and sweet. I prefer rose wine cookies, originally thought that there will be wine will be sour, originally thought that there will be rose will have a strong fragrance, but when the fluffy cookies entrance originally thought that everything is not established, ushered in a touch of light fragrance and sweetness. Just like meeting love.

Whipped butter, sprinkled with powdered sugar, a little drop into the egg, mixing, this is the most ordinary meet inside the baking, the most normal but acquaintance. Finally sifted into the low gluten flour to make the combination of all this more closely, thick, how can you let this light yellow batter continue to be so bland, why live up to the legacy of youth, as long as you let go, anything is possible.

And so it began, a doomed love. If love comes must be unstoppable, it is also difficult to escape. Some people use chemistry to explain love, some people use numerology to explain love, in fact, love does not need to explain, came to embrace it. Baking with the heart will always taste sweet, even if there are sour ingredients, in the 180 degrees of heat will melt into sweetness.

You can cry, you can laugh, you can hurt, you can think with impunity, you can lift your head to bless ...... this is love.

The oven has been preheated for 5 minutes, the love of cooking is about to start its most fiery romance. The oven has been 180 degrees, the house is very quiet, guarded by the oven can hear the cookies in the moist, can feel the temperature of the baking, can also be the temperature of the first time lovers meet. Meet the right person will have the most marvelous encounter.

Drinking out of the sound of the coffee, holding hands when tugging on the table, hiding tears on the shoulder, driving hard to hold the hand ...... all the memories will be like baking like cooking.

You are the most marvelous encounter, the most wanton acacia

Fifteen minutes, the love of cooking has been soft and sweet.

And then a cup of the other side of the flower tea with ice and sugar, although the flowers and leaves will never meet, but can be encountered through time and space, there is no temperature but can taste the flavor.

Can you still remember when we first met ......

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