Every time I pass through the cake shop, the most popular must be a tumbled little puff, and one time I saw a child, and it felt like I was infected without a magic spell. It's not so hard to make puffs, but it's perfect to make pasta into a big, empty little ball, and then fill it in with the cream. Take a bite of the fragrance of the outer shell, and inside it is a wet, soft piece of pie. No matter how many times, I can't help but wonder, "Well, it's delicious!" Especially the puffs that just came out of the oven! I'll make you a tweezer today. It'll come out with a hand to rip it open. A soft bite, a soft, sweet sarcasm in the mouth, a little silky
