After I had spent the best part of the morning
corrupting young minds
, I decided that it would be a fabulous idea to dedicate some of my precious time to the art of
my (already phenomenal) kitchen abilities.
I found that I was somehow in the mood for
, so I went to get my
magic(k)al Förmchen box
Because mere chocolate cookies would have been far too ... umm,
... I threw in some
nuts for good measure
... and that special element of surprise. As it is tradition here around this time of year, I followed an ancient recipe, which was handed down from generation to generation,
passed on from one gothic housewife to the next
... and it must
- under no circumstances - be revealed to the public!
Here is what you need:
Then you've got to work it ...
The next step is always extremely complicated (and generally degrading) ... and it did therefore require my full and undivided attention ... - which is why I couldn't possibly operate my very expensive camera at the same time.
because I have
years of practise
, I was eventually able to produce this:
... (which you've got to be with a face like this!) ... I went for another round...
... and then, in the blink of an eye,
Naturally, they taste
the way they look.
, my dear readers, is what
is all about!
I am in such a generous mood now, that I might go and distribute them among the children next door.
They're such lovely children. They deserve a treat
. Maybe I'll also bring
along, which I found in my
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"Hey, kids ... - I've got
They can't tell the difference anyway.