Crucified cake, hand-cut apples, a pinch of cinnamon brought from holidays as well as a little passion, a little love and a lot of warm, family memories 🩷.
It's a recipe for a delicious apple pie.
Many people have already had the opportunity to try it and as you can see below even a poem about it was created 🥰.
I invite you to bid – it is a worthy goal and to try. Let her taste burn in the heart the memory of the family home 🥰.
Miss Kasi's apple pie
I can still taste your apple pie.
At this point, I don't need anything else.
I don't know if it's sugar or a taste of love.
With every bite I'm, like, closer to heaven.
Perfection has many advantages.
You can feel a hint of sensitivity here.
There are emotions, there is real talent.
One little piece, part of the whole thing.
I took two and thought maybe I could fit it.
Delicious hot – quintessence taste
I turned around to ask, can I still?
One moment, cut... cut... and cut.
K.J. Drozd
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