This cake was made a long time ago, the first cream cake. Remember when my cousin gave me the cream, half a bottle left, and I got it. It's a gold drill. It was exciting to think about making the cake, making the cake, and finally considering that there was no tool, and that it was simple, to do the simplest thing, the electric omelet, the bouquet, not a single one, or the one he borrowed. There's no oven, no problem, there's an electric cooker; there's no bouquet, there's no bouquet, there's no problem, there's a plastic bag, there's just the simplest line. The electric cooker made twilight cakes, cut open in the middle, put cream on the other half of the cake, put cream on the face of the cake, grind black chocolate on the face of the cake, put all the fresh cream in a plastic bag, cut the mouth, squeeze it into a stubble, get it done
