Every man loves his mother. Therefore, I strive not to upset his mother with his studies and to help her to clean the house. I keep order in my room, my dishes, but most of all I like to help mom cook. Since the kitchen is the most warm and cozy corner of our homes. It always smells like delicious food, pastries, various condiments. I especially love the smell of vanilla.
One day, mother invited me to participate in the process of cake making. I helped her to cut food for salads, make sandwiches, clean vegetables in General doing easy to prepare meals, and I wanted to help my mother to create a real culinary miracle.
My joy knew no bounds when my mother gave me an apron and offered to join her for a sweet cake. I quickly put on "uniforms" and ready to work.
First we sifted the flour, she was covered with a light layer on the entire surface of the table. Further, separately, added the whites and yolks of eggs. Also there was added the sugar, a little salt, the necessary quantity of milk. In the end, all this I carefully mixed. First, I have all turned out badly, but my mom told me sometimes she was shown how to do, I began to turn independently to mix the dough.
Once the dough was ready, we divided it into three equal pieces, each had to get a cake for the cake. Then they are laid out in three shapes for cakes and put in to bake in the oven. During that time, while preparing cakes, mom opened a can of condensed milk, I, of course, immediately tried it on the taste.
That signaled the timer of the oven... the Cake turned out airy and exuded a scent that even my mouth water. After a while, when they have cooled down, my mother and I each cake missed condensed milk and put them on top of each other. Top the cake I smeared with condensed milk, and the edges decorated with cherries, as the mother said — "this will give a slightly sour taste", but in addition of the berries gives the cake a beautiful look, though, and had trouble removing the seeds from them.
When the whole family gathered around the table drinking tea and praised: "delicious cake", I felt a sense of pride and was pleased that it helped the mother to deliver all the pleasure of this tasty treat.
