Gateau chocolate for your sister
I've had a lot of fights with my sister since we were little. They ran and chased each other at the supermarket, and they ate all the snacks I bought and then ate them back. Every day, I was harassing him in a way that I didn't know whether it was a fight or a joke.
Before, I thought I hated my sister. My sister was always the first to harass me, and I never won an argument. However, when it came to my favorite idols, club activities in middle school, and career choices in high school, I always followed in my sister's footsteps and made the same choices.
When I entered junior high school, my sister entered high school at the same time. I think I chose the high school I could attend without having to pay for public transportation, and I didn't have anyone recommend it to me.
My sister started working part-time at the same time she entered the university, or a little while ago.
While the kids around me were probably buying new clothes or the latest iPhone with money from their part-time jobs, my sister worked part-time every day to pay for my school lunches and household expenses.
I think I worked from 5pm to 10pm after school on weekdays, and about 10 hours a day on weekends.
My sister's favorite food is chocolate
My older sister's favorite food was chocolate.
My sister worked part-time at a convenience store, so she always knew about the latest chocolates. And when I take a break, I still eat chocolate.
I had seen my sister do that, so I wanted to make a chocolate cake for her when she comes home tired from working hard every day.
This is my ``starting point for making gateau chocolat''.
Gateau chocolat was such a fashionable food at the time, and I had never eaten it or even heard of it, so I went to a bookstore and read up on cake making books. At that time, I came across a recipe for gateau chocolat that only requires 3 ingredients, just mix and bake.
"I've heard of brownies, but gateau chocolat? What's the difference?" I remember thinking.
I left the bookstore after visually memorizing the ingredients for a cake called Gateau Chocolat, which looks exactly like a brownie. When they leave, they write down the materials they have memorized on the edge of their class notes and go back to the bookstore. I remember like it was yesterday that I went home remembering the quantities, then memorizing and writing down steps 1 and 2 of how to make the recipe.
The first time I made it, I substituted the fresh cream I had at home with the milk I had at home and made it with a bar of chocolate, eggs, and milk.
The first thing I served my sister when she came home on a holiday evening was a black square baked confectionery that was so flimsy that it couldn't really be called a gateau chocolat.
My sister, who timidly ate it, said,
I think it was, "What is this? You're mumbling."
My sister has always had a harsh personality, but I was really disappointed and frustrated with the result, so I took this opportunity to start researching how to make delicious gateau chocolat.
This is my memory of gateau chocolat, me, and my sister.