Moving to a new country has its drawbacks and benefits. Lately, I'm riding the down wave. Nothing is the same, people are impatient and rude (getting yelled at because I wasn't driving fast enough) and I have much more little meaningless examples which become mountains when you don't feel at home or you don't feel a part of. A friend of mine came for a couple of days and brought me this. Heavy, warmth coming out of the plastic bag, smells like butter, ...
A yogurt cake with coconut flakes. OvO
Nothing more cheerful than a friend... and a cake. Thanks to YOU, K!