Whirling galaxies of flavors, swirling, twirling…the cauldron of skies above constellation starry pastries. Extra-buttered stardust falling into our soaked liquid nitrogen cups—an abyss of taste yet uncharted.
Did you ever tread the tips of Saturn's rings to scoop waffle delights? Each bite—a fossilized echo of celestial salt and sweet. Love letters drift between Mars' moons, soaked in raspberry voids…whispered secret recipes from the universe.
Comet tails—a crunch like the tickle of endless time itself stretching crumbs. Its pure light reflections glitter on luscious apricot pearls hidden in crusty meteor shell bows.