First, I want to thank you all for your help, dear you !
I received your comments and mails and really, truly, I felt lucky and glad to have all your ideas and recipes.
In two weeks, I'll be in holiday for some days, I think I'll try one or two recipes at this moment and of course, I'll post them.
I have to read your links and ... TO UNDERSTAND THEM !
Because, ah ! I realized one thing : dear anglo-saxons readers, you're SO strong and clever to come and read my blog ! Most of all if you cook my recipes !!
Because ALL is different between our countries !
Inches, cups, onces, liters, cups, fahrenheit, celsius ... Why life is soooo complicated ? Sigh ...
So, I must translate FIRST and I'll cook after :D
Today, I want to share with you some pictures.
Last year, in november, for my birthday,
four of my dearest friends offered me a voucher's cooking lesson.
I was very happy and just had to find the necessary time, you know...
Almost one year after ( it was coming almost obsolete !), I took my short courage between my hands, and with a friend, we decided to this morning in this workshop.
To learn to prepare a Fraisier.
"Holly cow", as my dear Internet friend,
Dr CaSo taught me in a comment ...
One entire morning to make a cake !!
Of course, we learned to prepare E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G. But, OMG ! I won't do it ANYMORE !
I'll post the recipe soon, when I'll receive it from the pastry chef.
Today, I'm just going to share with you some pics of this experience. Great experience. And only experience ! AH !
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My sweet, dear, loved and only fraisier of my life. And I must warn you : If someone tries to touch to my rose, I'll wrench all his fingers !
I made it twice. I was very proud of my first rose. The pastry chef came, looked at it and said :
"Right ... Yes ... She's nice. But do it it again !". And he crushed my rose !!! ...
Of course, I crushed his head.
He laughed.
And I did my rose once again, glowering at him and at everyone one who tried to approach myself.
We spent a good morning, really. And we'll eat this cake tonight, for sure.
Except the rose.
NO-ONE-WILL-EAT-MY-ROSE !