Ignacio is blessed with neither thoughtfulness or obedience. The opposite virtues, if one could call them virtues, belong to him; too much shrewdness and a certain propensity toward rebellion. Nothing has ever been calm for him.
But that suits Ignacio.
"Deep fried dough balls covered in sugar syrup," he says, brutally honest, and clearly finding his description incredibly pleasing. He wouldn't say no to some right now. "She made them every Christmas. The syrup was anise-caramel, that's how they made them where she grew up. Then you make 'em even worse with some powdered sugar. Can't go wrong. They are the shit."
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Date: 2015-08-05 10:44 pm (UTC)But that suits Ignacio.
"Deep fried dough balls covered in sugar syrup," he says, brutally honest, and clearly finding his description incredibly pleasing. He wouldn't say no to some right now. "She made them every Christmas. The syrup was anise-caramel, that's how they made them where she grew up. Then you make 'em even worse with some powdered sugar. Can't go wrong. They are the shit."