I would like to dedicate my first post to the origin of my smiles. Many of my smiles are linked to memories of my childhood. And in these wonderful memories food is almost always involved, as in the memory I'm about to tell you.
When I was a child, there was an earthquake in my village. I remember that after a few hours there was another one.
And then everyone scared left the houses and went to the street. Each person brought with him the most expensive things.
I remember that I did not think about my toys or my dolls, but I went to the kitchen and took some bread, put it in a bag and then with my grandparents ran in the street .
This memory makes me smile, and even bread always makes me smile.
Yes, I love bread. It makes me smile. I bake it every week and smile every time!
Irene’s Cupcakes Artisan Bakes and Cakes
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