#ykno before i got too sick to work i wanted to be a pastry chef. with my own little cafe

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i looooove to bake. i’ve been doing it most days since i moved back. but god. god i wish i had borrowers in the walls. i’d love to leave out a warm cookie and a thimble of milk. little tiny loaves of bread for them that i fashioned from extra dough. if they eventually come around to trust me, they could be my little taste testers and help me figure out recipes.

today i’m working on a browned butter, hazelnut poundcake, and all i can think of is how delightful it’d be to cut a tiny slice for a borrower and watch them experience the joy of warm cake for the very first time.