Peanut Cake

The so-called parent-child game only means that your fate with him is to watch him drift away in this life and this world. You stand at this end of the path, watching him gradually disappear into the corner of the path, and he tells you silently from his back, you don't need to chase him. ——Long Yingtai

I borrowed the recipe of Feixue's frost-free sesame shortbread pastry recipe, adding sugar to reduce oil. While sighing that he had to cater to his father's strong taste, he was fortunate that he didn't need enough oil in the recipe.
At that time, parents always leave the best food to their children. Just like the mother who eats fish head, until her daughter left the fish head in her bowl and put the fish into her daughter's bowl, at that moment, she suddenly understood why her mother always said that she liked to eat fish head. In fact, liking is just a habit, and when you get used to it, you like it. Since when? No longer just caring about pulling into one's bowl, no longer rushing to gobble up the food that was originally acceptable to the parents, but remember to save even a bite and put it in the parent's bowl. . . .
At that time, I always thought that only children would like to eat snacks. Later I realized that nothing is patented. The crispy cake has a sweet taste and melts in your mouth. Sesame and peanuts. . . The taste is changeable. At that time, I was always vying for it, I was afraid I would lose one piece. Now, on this sunny Mother's Day afternoon, make a peanut cake, put it in a box, quietly, and gently put it on the desk of his father, so that the diners won’t run into it and swept away. Not much, ten yuan, but it's enough to smack for a few days.
Peanut cakes, exclusive for parents. . . .