Despite having stated on previous posts that I haven’t really been in a very pumpkin-y mood this year, both you and I knew only too well that it was only a matter of time before I was driven to bake some recipe or another.
I’m always ready and eager for old-style dishes. But, apart from that, there is one particular thing that immediately caught my eye about this so-called Boston Cream Pie.
Those who know me well (and also a few more eager readers of my blog) are keenly aware that I have a penchant for cheesecakes.
Endless summer mornings have been finally brought to an end. Those mornings in which breakfast could gloat over infinity at will.