"Yeah, exactly," Max answers excitedly. He loves a good compliment but what he loves even more is a good critique. "The mixer helped me get it combined evenly without overmixing. Spreads the spices out better, too, so you don't accidentally get a big spicy cinnamon pocket in one of them." No one needs to accidentally enter the cinnamon challenge.
It's hard not to keep his mind from racing ahead to the cold weather, when warm baked goods will be in highest demand. Tools like these are going to come to his rescue. No, no, he reminds himself, focus on the moment.
"I couldn't wait to see what you'd think. I'm so glad you like them. You're right, they're gonna be a hit. We'll have think of a good name."
Max grabs one off the plate to munch on for himself. Before he's even done chewing, a new questions pops up in his mind. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask you how you've been? Making more friends?"
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Date: 2024-07-22 09:20 pm (UTC)It's hard not to keep his mind from racing ahead to the cold weather, when warm baked goods will be in highest demand. Tools like these are going to come to his rescue. No, no, he reminds himself, focus on the moment.
"I couldn't wait to see what you'd think. I'm so glad you like them. You're right, they're gonna be a hit. We'll have think of a good name."
Max grabs one off the plate to munch on for himself. Before he's even done chewing, a new questions pops up in his mind. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask you how you've been? Making more friends?"