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The snowfall cake
The wooden table had coffee rings and a dip where Maya rested her elbow. Today, a yellow index card sat on the oak. The cursive belonged to Nana Maya ate, trace the word: Nana's cardamom spice cake. N...
Kesha kuchhalWell my name is kesha kuchhal, I love seeing my family and friends enjoy what I cook. I haven't learned baking yet, but I dream of becoming a chef one day.
