Hanging Frost Mountain

I fucked up and thought I didn't have to deal with that pile. In the end, we have to deal with it. For the mountains, I'd rather eat straight. It seems that any treatment will add sugar. However, only the treated mountains are able to eat separately. Then make it the sweet snowball that I wanted to try the most. In fact, it's the frosting mountain -- the surface of the skin covered with a frosting mountain. Two ways to make it. One with starch, one with a direct sugar to frost. The latter, of course. Neither approach is complex. But. It's a mess! There's no brain in the pot. When the fire arrives, pour all the fruit without delay. It's stupid. It's impossible to get fired. With a little bit of luck, it was a waste of effort to pick up the fruit that had already sprung up softly and to find remedial measures. The result of the remediation was that the fruit, which was hard to catch, became softer and began to see the water, which was then gradually wetted. The frost begins to melt slowly. I can imagine. The result of this situation has ultimately been uncooked sugar-coated mountains. What a mess