




The finished product, foil-wrapped in front of me on the counter in fact, will be savored tomorrow morning alongside a fresh pot of Yorkshire Gold English tea.
My girls are certainly learning how to make Papa happy and content this holiday season: go for the stomach and show no mercy!
To Mel, my black-tea-partner-in-crime, thanks for the recipe; unfortunately we can't share a pot early tomorrow, but 'cheers' nonetheless.
And to all, whether it's tea or coffee on Christmas morning, I wish you all a great first cup.
Erika-san, otsukaresama deshita. Tanoshimi ni...
Long-live the Apfelstrudel tradition!
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