Sunday October 28, 2018
Dishing on Destinations
I make an applesauce cake with whole wheat flour, cinnamon, quarter cup of sugar. It overflows out of the cake pan and makes the whole apartment smell like burnt sweet toast. I save the cake and no one would know that this happened unless I tell them. I do. I make cream cheese icing with honey and save it to ice right before eating. This cake is a blessing for a life that’s coming soon. This cake is love for the women gathered. This cake is the sweetness of friendship. Food is more than what we eat.