A new recipe to arrive

"one caramel pudding plz"
another order is there, so soon. 
Nowadays there are lot more customers and visitors in my cafe. 

Me and mom opened the cafe called "BAKE MY LOVE" because my mom loved baking and she only taught me amazing recipes which are still bringing happiness to me.

Most of the teenagers visit the cafe , there are books, perfect music and of course perfect food. they say this is the perfect place to relax. 

But day by day my schedule is getting hectic. . 
When mom was there with me, I used to bake with her as my hobby, and last year after my graduation I got to know mom suffered from cancer and passed away, I have no one now. 

Now I run this cafe for my living and for the beautiful memories I spent with my mom. 
I took some icing sugar and put it in a pan melted it and made caramel out of it. 
and finally this is ready, I served it to the customer and she smiled after that, I too smiled back

I spend most of the time in cafe and every Sunday whatever the profit I earn I spend it to the orphanage nearby, I haven't told anybody about this. 
Finally at 7pm the cafe is closed and I am relieved now. 

" huh.. what a busy schedule "
I sighed. 
" why don't you hire someone to help you dear" Mrs Jones said putting her hand on my shoulder. 
" I don't think that's a good idea aunty cuz they don't come upto my expectations. "
" look at you my child, you have your whole life ahead, don't stress yourself too much" 
I smiled to her. 
whenever I feel low, I visit her or she visits me,she is like a mother to me. 
Mr and Mrs jones are really like my back after mom passed. she went inside. 
" hey sweetie get me a piece of cake please "
" no way uncle, auntie is gonna kill me, you are already suffering from diabetes and here you are craving for sweets "
" please my child, just a bite"
I giggled at his stubbornness. 
" last time when it was SMALL bite, you ended up in hospital getting your sugar level reach above the bar" 
He pouted , I emphasized on the word small, making both of us laugh. 
Both of them are like my cute family but deep down, I still miss my mom. 

I am feeling low today they threatened me to sell out my cafe, I don't want a humongous amount, I just want a peaceful life, uncle and auntie and just myself . 
But here I am still in a situation where I am really tensed. 
I went to the kitchen. 
I broke two eggs, whisked it added vanilla essence, sugar, and a bit of salt ,some cinnamon powder , milk and soaked some freshly baked breads in it , I fried it golden brown added some maple syrup in it and topped it with blueberries. The aroma of fried eggs engulfed my nostrils and it's perfect. 
I used to do this whenever I am stressed or tensed, this was the first dish I learned from mom. It's simple but delicious, it's like my stresss buster. 
I went outside to take fresh air, I was walking and feeling the breeze touch my face to relieve myself. 
Whatever it is I will solve it. mom I promise you, I won't let you down. 
She always encouraged me to never let myself down, no matter what, I still aspire to become best pattisier. 

That French toast engulfs in nostalgia, me and mom, making the best out of it. 

She wasn't rich, but she worked hard to give best education, no matter, how hard she suffered, she was still smiling. 

Her smiling face flashes in my mind, whenever I get tensed, whenever i feel low. 

She always taught me to remember her not to feel low, but to feel encouraged, motivated, aspiring for the best and that's what I am doing. 

Shanaya:.pov:
This time anyhow i managed to get rid of them, but i dont know until how much, I'll be able to save myself. 

My hands started to tremble in fear. 
I cursed under my breath, god no, please, save me. 
I already got an anxiety attack yesterday and that was enough. 
My breaths hitch at the time of too much stress, Or tension Or nervousness. 
I start hiccuping, it seems weird, but that is what I am suffering from. 

I decided to visit my neighborhood, aunty and uncle are working hard in their bakery, they keep me as their daughter, they don't have a heir, Or children, and me who is devoid of parent's love, gets love from them. 

What else a person can crave for. ? ? 

As soon as I took my medicines, I visited them. 
They are as funny as tom and Jerry. 
Uncle was searching for some sweets, without being caught from aunty , I was trying hard to control my laughter. 
They are the most hilarious couple of the world, no one can be more hilarious then them. 

I was observing all this when uncle found a sweet on the lower shelf and as soon as aunty saw this, she immediately grabbed uncle's ears. 

" ahhh, mah lady it hurts".
Now it's hard to control my laughter further, i burst out in laughter. 
aunty sees me and welcomes me. 
" when did you come my dear!!! child?? " she asks. 
" when you both were busy in your live tom and Jerry show".
I started laughing. 

" look na, shanaya, only you can explain your uncle not to eat sweets, is he a child always craving for sweets" . 
Me and uncle giggled over aunty's comment. 
" no this time aunty is correct uncle, you should not consume too much sweets, it's bad for health ".
I said being concerned. 
" but.... but i can not resist the sweets handmade by you".

" you both continue, I prepare tea for you too".
" aunty I want those biscuits which you prepared yesterday ".i insisted, I love her bakery's biscuits. 

She went inside smiling. 
" so uncle why do you always throw tantrums to aunty, you see she is also old na" I said, 
he smiled. 
" you know my child, my constant nagging is not because I crave for sweets or something, it's because, I really love when she instructs me on what to eat and what not to, you know why I always forget to take medicines, because I love when she herself passes me that".
I genuinely smiled. 
Well I also dreamt of a sweet caring life partner,I don't ask more to God, like not a fancy handsome hunk, I just want a caring lovely partner that's it. 
When I was lost in my PARTNER'S thought, aunty gestures me to come to the reality. 
" so what was your decision regarding that contract??! " aunty asks me. 
I sighed and bit my lower lip. 
" I denied them of selling out my cafe, after all mom worked hard to bring out the best out of it ".She smiled and caressed my shoulder. 
" you should, Misha was a great lady, she was really a blissful soul, I must say, and the legacy you got from her, is truly amazing my dear" I smiled. 
" ok I am really in dilemma, you both are gonna help me" I said changing the topic, mom's topic always makes me emotional. 
"yeah, tell us" they both said in unison. 

" look I created a new dish, inspired from mom's recipe, gooseberry cheesecake and lemon mousse, what's say" . 
They both were looking each other in awe, obviously that's a part of concern, gooseberry can't be used in cheesecake as they'll manipulate the flavor in kind of sour one. 
" taste it!! " I said handing forward the bowl of cheesecake. 
aunty tasted it and through her expression it's quite unpredictable what she was feeling right now. 
" how is it?? " I said praying to God to customize my dish in a good one 
" excellent " these were the words escaped her mouth. 
she licked the spoon, if aunty likes it that means the dish is perfect. 

" let me taste it too" uncle moved forward showing humongous excitement. 
" no need" aunty rolled her,. 
" don't you dare touch sweets ".
" but one bite" he pleaded with puppy eyes.. 
"it's ok aunty, gooseberry will be ok for diabetics and regarding sugar, I used stevia leaves instead of sugar, it's completely fine" I said assuring them. 

"you are angel my child" uncle says dramatically to which I can't help but giggle. 

" you really are, otherwise this old man will again be throwing tantrums to my poor ass".
omg they are cute together, I wish I can also get a person like them. 

I can't help but giggle at their silly cute jokes, I find peace around them, I am an orphan and the love they provided to me is indescribable. 
I hugged them involuntarily, they kissed me on my forehead. 

" I love you both more than infinity ".
" we love you too".


Another interesting day, another interesting chapter of my life. 
( this was a huge sarcasm). 

" these are your freshly baked breads as you ordered " aunty said placing a dozen of bread bundles on the counter. 
I paid her online and smiled towards her. 


Today is a shoutout for my recipe, whoever will taste my gooseberry cheesecake will be given strawberry ice cream free as a bonus. 

This is all I have to do for my recipe's promotion. 

Otherwise the customers are only interested in the conventional dishes, but ever since I started experimenting on my desserts, they kind of started admiring my efforts. 

Yesterday an old lady of maybe my grandma's age tipped me well.. 

So this time I can arrange a party for orphanage kids, at least this time, they would be given some fun they deserve. 
so at the end of the day, I received mixed comments on my new recipe, umm.. I mean seventy percent optimistic reviews and feedbacks , the rest said I had a scope for improvement, I respect their review after all. 
my mom always said you can't succed until critics are around you, that's why I always welcome them. 

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