๏ผ these instructions are also obediently followed. the pan is greased, the flour dusted, the batter poured.
the clone takes the bowl once it's empty, and itachi then gestures to the oven. ๏ผ
Is it heated appropriately?
๏ผ he knows a little, though baking of this nature is hardly an area of expertise. all he really has are fragments of childhood memory, the smell of his mother's baking filling the house. there was a period, while his father was away on business, when she was of middling pregnancy with sasuke, where she'd baked nothing but sweets for a week. he remembers her and kushina giggling together like schoolgirls over a platter of butter cookies, warm and fond in each other's company. ๏ผ
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the clone takes the bowl once it's empty, and itachi then gestures to the oven. ๏ผ
Is it heated appropriately?
๏ผ he knows a little, though baking of this nature is hardly an area of expertise. all he really has are fragments of childhood memory, the smell of his mother's baking filling the house. there was a period, while his father was away on business, when she was of middling pregnancy with sasuke, where she'd baked nothing but sweets for a week. he remembers her and kushina giggling together like schoolgirls over a platter of butter cookies, warm and fond in each other's company. ๏ผ