Heyho!
I am the most
dangerous person near a crumble... Or a cake of any sorts to be honest.
I'm the one that
lingers around the tray when I think no one is watching and picks as much of
the crust off as I can before it begins to look noticeable. When no
cake/crumble is evident, I can also be seen lurking at the pear-related goods or potato chips (#ShamelessSelfPromotion).
I happen to be rather good at nibbling at the edges or discreetly stealing from
the fruit and replacing the crumble - like a pro robber... You never quite know
whether I am currently grazing or not because I have perfected the art of
swallowing the whole bite as you gaze down into your glass. I'm smart like
that... And I chew quickly!
Then when the crumble
leaves the kitchen and graces the table; I delicatly serve up a small portion
(my second, first was the nibbling) onto my plate whilst removing bite-fuls
from the tray when nobody watches. This way, I go back for thirds - which
people think are my seconds - and go back for fourths anf fifths - which people
think are my thirds. Thirds... Third helpings are acceptable. Right.
I will clear your
bank account through crumbles. #watchout.
This crumble is
really special because I used home-grown-from-the-backyard raspberries, it's all
sweet and not too sour and there's more crumble than fruit (which works fine
for me) and I was feeling extra special when I made it.
Just let it happen.
I soaked the raspberries in water to clean them and then left them floating for a bit to get soft soft soft! It's a fun game.
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