Pimping up my biscuits

Here in Spain, some biscuits are exciting. Some are normal. Some are imported. And some are boring, tasteless and generally useless.

I bought four packs of those, because they were cheap and they were…cheap, basically. Then I took them home, and I had a few with my tea. And as I munched on the depressingness made biscuit, I thought about how the word biscuit is used in the US to describe something resembling a scone, and the word cookie describes both cookies and biscuits as we know them here in Europe. Which makes everything more confusing. Then I thought about how what I was eating was neither biscuit nor cookie but simply inedible. I put them back in their tin box and forgot the whole thing.

Until the next day.

Tea time.

Something had to be done.


the offending party


the saviour


I melted the chocolate with some butter and spread it over the sad biscuits.


And then added some sprinkles. For crunch, you know. And colour. And luuuuv ❤


Et voila! A slightly blurry photo for a redeemed batch of biscuits!

Fast, easy and cute. What more can you ask for!?


About Full Of Daisies

I am permanently in love. Things I like: purple, pasta, silk, autumn, the smell of mould, candles, cachi, having friends, water, new things, rice, eggs (all eggs!), fresh grass, olive trees, shiny things, glitter, hanging objects, windcatchers, wind, couscous, wasabi, carnivores, presents, snow, leaves, orchids, feathers, cappelletti, meat, fruit (all fruit), more del gelso (Morus alba L.), pigs, candles, christmas, polenta fritta!, separating egg whites from yokes in my hands, cartoons, dragons, the ocean, nudibranchi, cows, mercury (the metal), cosmos (the flowers), thunderstorms, Mika, turtles, acquariums, green and blue (mixed), siccamores, spring, snails, 24, porc with a sweet sauce (apple, cranberry, tomatoes jam), looking at a swimming pool upsidedown and underwater, english accent, open-minded people, driving, blue skies, checkered tablecloths, butterflies, books and cartoons in rhyme, painting eggs, the star-shadows that football players have, silver, laughing, Vivaldi, bells and chimes, white and purple, creating. Complete Happiness: Early morning. Sun, with a breeze; a pond with water lilies. A house, with a garden, full of plants. A vegetable patch, lemon, orange and mandarin trees. Cosmos everywhere. Birds in the trees; a tortoise eating the salad from the vegetable patch; a mammal (I couldn’t decide which one would make me happier) close by. No houses for as far as the eye can see. Me, a man that loves me and that I love. Friends coming over for a lunch that I have to prepare, and have all the ingredients for all ready in the kitchen.

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  1. Pingback: Pimping up my biscuits – Part II | Full Of Daisies

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