If there are three things in life that I sincerely believe would bring about world peace, it would be, in random order:-

  1. chocolate
    •  Yes, I do believe that it would be nice if the world was Cadbury. But while we’re at it, let’s make the world Godiva, or Valrhona, or any other mouth-watering decadent delights you so desire.
        
  2. Oreo’s
    • Oreo lovers unite, I always say. Nothing seems to grab your attention like the prefixation/suffixation of Oreo in practically anything. Oreo Ice Blended Drink, Oreo Cupcakes, Oreo Muffins, Oreo Butter Cake, Oreo Agar-Agar;– and the list goes on. These tiny black-and-white bites seem to garner raves and popularity beyond, and perhaps even more than, its original form. 
  3. Nutella

Yet another fascinating creation that never fails to cheer up my gloomiest of days, since I was a little girl, jumping up and down in the kitchen, all excited to go to school, would be Nutella. Back then they came as a little treat with a mini plastic spoon attached, and I would be scooping very small bits, just so that they would not finish so soon. And manymany years on, this chocolate hazelnut spread still holds a special place in the deepest of my emotive repositories.

Thanks to The Cooking Ninja who dropped by and shared my love for Nutella, I decided to satisfy my weekend bake itch (baking for orders does not count, I insist) with the recommended Choc-Hazelnut Scrolls, since I had quite abit of Nutella left in the jar, and desperately needed a perk-me-up.

These were a breeze to make, and the sister loved them, saying that I should make more of these in the future. I could easily understand why, since they were not chocolatey at all. I took the advice of The Cooking Ninja, and decided not to be over-zealous with the Nutella spread, since it would complicate the slicing. Also, I omitted the hazelnuts, since the packet I had was already expired *blushes*, and I think the next time I bake these, I would include them for more flavour.

But for now, I can’t taste much, since what’s left of my appetite had gone frolicking with the stomach virus.