Edenís favorite thing to eat was
hazelnut cream. She thought her mumís was the best in the whole world. One
wintry morning, while she was coloring on some paper, her mum said, "Eden,
would you like to help me make some hazelnut cream for tea tonight?"
Edenís eyes got big and her mouth
began to water. "Oh, yes, Mum! I want to help!" This was the first time
her mum had offered. "What should I do?"
"Wash your hands first. Itís very
important to have clean hands before you cook. Use the soap!" she called
after Eden, who was already running to the sink to wash her hands.
She watched as her mum chopped the
hazelnuts. "Eden, you can dump the cream in now, if youíd like. Go to the
refrigerator and get the bottle of cream out, carefully."
Eden opened the refrigerator door
and grabbed hold of the bottle. She must not have dried her hands very
well because the glass bottle slipped right out of her hands. It didnít
break, but the cream ran all over the floor. "Iím sorry, Mum. I didnít
mean to spill it!" she cried.
Edenís mum wasnít angry with her.
"We wonít be able to make hazelnut cream tonight now. Why donít you get
some paper towels and help me wipe up the mess," her mum sighed.
"Canít we go to the shop and get
another bottle of cream?" Eden asked.
"We could, but we wouldnít have time
to make it. Iíve got to fix tea. Thereís so much to do still. Iíll pick
some up tomorrow and weíll make it then," her mum promised.
She fixed a delicious tea for them.
She made hot scones with creamy butter, boiled potatoes, peas, and fried
haddock. "What, no sweets?" Edenís dad asked, smiling.
"Daddy, I spilled the cream today
and so we couldnít make the hazelnut cream. But tomorrow we can!" she
That night, as she lay in her bed,
she dreamed about hazelnut cream. She thought of big, thick chocolates,
filled with the cream, cakes with the cream drizzled all over and it and
even hot scones, with hazelnut cream butter. As soon as she was finished
eating breakfast, she and her mum went to the shop. "Weíre getting cream
to make hazelnut creams!" she beamed, talking to the shop owner. "My mum
is going to let me help, but I have to be careful not to drop it this
"Aye, lass, you be careful and not
be cutting yourself!" the shopkeeper answered.
When Eden and her mum arrived home,
they made the cream. Eden didnít drop the cream this time. She stirred it
with cocoa and vanilla and sugar. The hazelnut cream turned out perfect.
She couldnít wait for her dad to come home so she could let him try one.
After a supper of mince ní tatties and corn, Eden said, "Daddy, thereís a
sweet tonight and I helped make it!"
"You did?" he laughed.
"Yes, and can you guess what it is?"
"Um, could it possibly be hazelnut
"Yes, Daddy. How did you know? Mum
made a cake. Hereís your piece. Now, pour the hazelnut cream all over it,
just like Iím doing," Eden said, showing him exactly what to do.
"Just like this?" he teased.
"Yes, Daddy. Now, take a bite."
He put a spoonful of the cake and
cream into his mouth. "Oh, thatís delightful. What a delicious sweet.
Thank you, Eden."
She couldnít answer because her
mouth was so full of cake and hazelnut cream, her favorite thing to eat!