Sweets form Heart
Each time I bake some sweets, I remember my grandmother. She was baking each weekend some new cake for her family. She was keeping all the secrets of her cakes in a tidy notebook. For years, she was adding, week by week, a new recipe in her old notebook. Even if, all those recipes has been written in the Hungarian language, for she was Hungarian, I still manage to get through her notes with some effort. I have to mention that my Hungarian language hasn't been polished for many years (lol)...But I can manage it...Moreover, when you do something by heart, everything you do is a "masterpiece"...