Written last night:
I will never forget my first encounter with crumbles.
It was a Christmas time and I was having dinner at a small humble retaurant. The set up was simple and not huge variety but food was so fking good I remember going taz over few dishes.
There cherry crumble caught my eye, laying on on a flat big hot tray, the aroma was could get you seriously high, I swear.
So today i finally made cherry crumble and oh my..
I can hear you all say “oh my grandma makes that..”
Because that’s what I hear the moment I declair my love.
But who cares. My inner granma loves crumbles. To make them, to eat them.
Inner granma is obsessed!!
I added a pinch of cinemon powder to further live the memory, that took the desert to whole new level in food heaven.
It was a good day.
Inner grandma is happy..
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