Smelling the delicious chocolate, almost ready to get into the oven, & become a delightful snack; watching how the powders become a batter, a dark chocolate fusion. Feeling the heat coming from the oven. Music playing on the background, inviting you to move your hips along with the rythm. Your arms starting to feel as if they were in flames while blending the ingredients together.
The smell of oil while spraying the pan, looking at the cascade of chocolate being poured into it; burglarizing a small drop from the batter so the wait will not feel so long.
Constantly looking at the clock, glancing at the oven. Feet hurting for standing but afraid to sit down & get the brownies burned. Contemplating the oven and smelling the ambrosial scent coming out of it.
After all the wait, grabbing a cushioned towel, opening the oven, feeling the heat on your face, eyes watering; carefully taking the piece out of the oven and walking towards the cold marble counter.
Delicately sprinkling snow, called "icing sugar", on them.Slicing a piece and serving it on a small white plate.
Admiring the piece of art just created and feeling the pride coming out of your chest, a smile crossing your face.
The smell of oil while spraying the pan, looking at the cascade of chocolate being poured into it; burglarizing a small drop from the batter so the wait will not feel so long.
Constantly looking at the clock, glancing at the oven. Feet hurting for standing but afraid to sit down & get the brownies burned. Contemplating the oven and smelling the ambrosial scent coming out of it.
After all the wait, grabbing a cushioned towel, opening the oven, feeling the heat on your face, eyes watering; carefully taking the piece out of the oven and walking towards the cold marble counter.
Delicately sprinkling snow, called "icing sugar", on them.Slicing a piece and serving it on a small white plate.
Admiring the piece of art just created and feeling the pride coming out of your chest, a smile crossing your face.