There is something so amazing with the smell of fresh baked bread coming from the oven. I am almost transformed back in time, remembering my grandmother baking bread.
Birthday cakes are my favourite type of cakes. They call for festive extravagance, abundance of flavour and taste and most of all kitchen fun and creativity.
A lovely summer is coming and with it, plenty of delicious fruits. We really do them justice, enjoying fruits at breakfast or as a healthy snack anytime during the day.
It is a few hours now that I have taken the Easter Bread out of the oven, but the kitchen still smells of vanilla, chocolate and orange. My husband says that it smells like home.
Sunny and warm, sweet flower-scented spring. The world wears a smile and the garden beckons attention, to be explored, to be cherished, to be enjoyed.
I love making breakfast Sunday morning at home. Such a blissful time of joy and relaxation. Nothing to worry about and places to hurry to be. Just home, and time for rest and family.