The kitchen filled with warm, sweet aromas as Bianca prepared a special breakfast for the twins' last day of summer vacation. Wearing a casual but elegant cream cashmere sweater, dark jeans, and comfortable ballet flats, her dark hair pulled back in a neat ponytail, she arranged the plates with artistic flair.
"Mason, you've got peanut butter and chocolate waffles," she announced with a grin, setting down a plate of golden-brown Belgian waffles, crispy on the outside and fluffy inside. They were artfully drizzled with warm peanut butter sauce and rich chocolate ganache, topped with a sprinkle of crushed peanuts and a dollop of whipped cream. "And Jason... strawberry crepes!" The delicate French pancakes were rolled with fresh strawberry compote and mascarpone cream, garnished with mint leaves and a light dusting of powdered sugar. "Happy Sunday!"
"Pass the syrup, I'm going in!" Mason gasped, eyeing his decadent breakfast.
