It 'been a pretty busy week. Many have fallen crumbs on my table ready, stones of flour and yeast that have not made noise, but they gave me trouble at the hands resting. However
to Friday I arrived there. Maybe not exactly as I wanted, and the gift of a beautiful quail stuffed with anxiety certainly not entertain the diner, but I tried to make my own with a little something sweet and yesterday I diverted attention to each the preparation of a team of muffin.
Muffin simple, to be split in half and fill with jam, increased in twelve cups a little smaller than those that should be used.
So this morning, for breakfast, I ate six. I've put in the mouth making them glide over the steam of a cup of coffee, which was a very good lubricant to swallow even a slice of bread with jam and four equally Digestive biscuits.
Maybe I'm just exaggerating, but I find pleasure and restore the body's energy is a good method, practical and psychological, to prepare for riapparecchiare the table on a new week.
because a storm of crumbs, as violent may be, it eliminates shaking the cloth out the window and returned the serene on the warp and weft of the fabric, you review your course framed by the colors of his plan.
Good day to all
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