Creative side of imagination

     Ever since that afternoon with Logan and the lifeguards, life seemed easier and less complicated. I don't know why, but his presence makes me feel relaxed. Like I can tell him anything and he won't judge me. Before I could realize it, I spent most of my time with him and his group of friends. Even though it was nice to meet new people I knew I had to tell my friends what was really going on. They were concerned because of my recent absence. Specially Madeline. Though I could tell she was also a little suspicious about me and Logan. I couldn't avoid it. I had to trust them.      It was during the last weeks of summer when I decided to spill the beans. We went surfing at Tamarama beach. Weather was nice so we stayed a little longer. Conversations brought up the subject about our parents and how some didn't like the way they were treated by them. At first I didn't want to speak out, but then I felt the need to finally reveal the whole story. »...

I've tasted this sweet dessert couple of times and always swore I would try to do it myself, but never had the time. So, since my brother had a birthday coming up and knowing he loooves it, I just had to find the time for it. My original idea was to reconstruct Lambada dessert in a traditional way of making a cake. But this plan fell through. Structurally, it would be just too unstable. Therefore, I decided to make it like it's supposed to be done. Here is the recipe for it ( in English as well as Slovene ); Ingredients / Sestavine:                 Sponge Cake / Biskvit (for 16 people / za 16 ljudi) -           4 eggs                                                    / 4 jajca -     ...