Mi entrada al concurso Topfivefamily: observa piensa escribe: Una dulce mala experiencia My Topfivefamily Contest Entry: Look Think Write: A Sweet Bad Experience
A quién no le enamora un dulce? Yo amo todo los dulces que contengan chocolate, ir a las pastelerías es una rica y satisfactoria experiencia, sin importar la edad, porque nuestro paladar comienza a burbujear, pero a veces no todo es como parece. A continuación les comparto mi dulce mala experiencia.
Hace varios años atrás, tuve la oportunidad de visitar una prestigiosa panadería y pastelería de la ciudad donde habito; recuerdo que esa tarde mi esposo y yo nos detuvimos a tomar un café, y vimos un exhibidor repleto de muchos dulces fríos, se veían tan lindos y sabrosos que mis neuronas ordenaban que debía comer.
Estando sentados en la mesa, mi esposo me decía, se ven buenos verdad? será que compramos uno para comer aquí y otros para llevar? a lo que yo rápidamente le conteste que si, el se levantó de inmediato y los compró, nos lo sirvieron y pronto comenzamos a saborearlos, en efecto esos dulces estaban buenísimos.
Terminamos nuestro café y nuestros dulces fríos y pedimos los que eran para llevar, pagamos y nos fuimos, para ese momento nuestros hijos estaban donde mi mamá y debíamos ir a buscarlos. Llegamos a casa y estaba mi hermano quién había trabajado en una panadería como ayudante pastelero, y al vernos llegar con los dulces, comenzó a reír y nos dijo, porque ustedes compran ese tipo de dulces? No hagan eso mas, resulta que lo que habíamos pedido para llevar eran unos dulces que se elaboraban con todos los retazos y dulces viejos.
La masa era a base de todo los retazos de tortas, galletas y otras cosas mas, que se colocaban en una amasadora, a los cuales se les echaba esencias, y conservantes; es decir no dejaban perder nada. La realidad fue que los dulces que llevamos a casa de mi mamá estaban dañados; eso nos molestó bastante, porque no era justo que estando en el lugar tuviéramos la oportunidad de ser bien atendidos y poder disfrutar algo de calidad, y lo que llevas a casa no sea para nada agradable.
Nunca mas volvimos a ese lugar, nos convertimos en multiplicadores de la mala experiencia con familiares y amigos, para que no sean victimas de personas inescrupulosas como los que ese día nos vendieron dulces malos o viejos. Nos quedamos con esa dulce mala experiencia de aquel lugar. Hoy en día existe pero no hemos vuelto ni siquiera por un café.
Espero que ustedes si puedan disfrutar sus dulcitos con un buen café y en buena compañía. Gracias a todos los lectores de este concurso. Use separador de @eve66 y Deepl para traducir. Bendiciones!
Who doesn't love a candy? I love all sweets that contain chocolate, going to pastry shops is a rich and satisfying experience, regardless of age, because our palate begins to bubble, but sometimes not everything is as it seems. Here I share my sweet bad experience.
Several years ago, I had the opportunity to visit a bakery and pastry shop in the city where I live; I remember that afternoon my husband and I stopped to have a coffee, and we saw a display full of many cold candies, they looked so cute and tasty that my brain cells ordered what I should eat.
While sitting at the table, my husband told me, they look good right? Could it be that we buy one to eat here and another to take away? to which I quickly answered yes, he immediately got up and bought them, they served us and soon we began to savor them, indeed those sweets were very good.
We finished our coffee and our cold sweets and we ordered the ones that were to go, we paid and left, by that time our children were at my mother's and we had to go look for them. We got home and there was my brother who had worked in a bakery as a pastry assistant, and when he saw us arrive with the sweets, he started laughing and told us, why do you buy that kind of sweets? Don't do that anymore, it turns out that what we had ordered to take away were some sweets that were made with all the scraps and old sweets.
The dough was based on all the pieces of cakes, cookies and other things, which were placed in a mixer, to which essences and preservatives were added; that is to say, they did not lose anything. The reality was that the sweets we brought to my mom's house were damaged; That bothered us a lot, because it was not fair that being in the place we had the opportunity to be well cared for and to be able to enjoy something of quality, and what you take home is not pleasant at all.
We never returned to that place again, we became multipliers of the bad experience with family and friends, so that they are not victims of unscrupulous people like those who sold us bad or old sweets that day. We are left with that sweet bad experience of that place. Today it exists but we have not returned even for a coffee.
I hope that you can enjoy your sweets with a good coffee and in good company. Thanks to all the readers of this contest. Use @eve66 separator and Deepl to translate. Blessings!
