You know what? There are too many bloggers here who remained anonymous. Anonymous because some of them were too afraid to reveal their true identity. You know they thought being incognito will save them from the wrath of computer hackers, or some of them were too afraid that they were part of scum bugs and most of all too frightened that they were having illicit affairs with other bloggers.
Anyway, there's one blogger from another site who cannot help shut his mouth about some kind of cake that they threw it in the bin.
Speaking of cake....I love cake especially when it's moist, soft and with icing on top or with slices of fresh strawberry, peaches or bluebberies. The lemon pound cake that I made last night was really something I could be proud of. It was not only delicious, it was moist and perfectly made. Half of the pound cake was consumed by me and my son last night. The remaining half of the cake was chilled inside the fridge.
The next morning I was a bit surprised when I looked at it then tasted the pound cake. Oh gheez, the fresh pound cake is no longer moist as it should be. Am I upset? Of course who wont be. Now the lesson that I should remember is not to have that pound cake in the fridge or it will go dry and stiff. Uhm, this reminds me of several pound cake being sold in the supermarket that were kept in their cooler. That's why they looked dry and not fresh. Don't you think people at the supermarket knew better? Wait till some of your customers nag and complain.
MY pastries and cake that I baked are simply traditionally made for own personal or family consumption. It's not made for sale. The feeling that my kids love what I do at home is a constant reminder that I should bake or cook the way I want it not because of others who would like to manipulate my schedule and my work.
To those people whose got nothing to do but complain and to those who think their language is better, and to those who think my English is rough, wait till your own dog barks at you for being such a pest!
Make sure you bark at the right tree.
Oh well I have to understand people who seemed unable to understand, less comprehend my kind of language. You know my kind of language is brought to you by the Aramaic Society and Hebrew (java) is my second language.
Great God where He is right now?
Bwahahahahh!
