@notgrumpy liked for a starter.
Frankie worked in the palace kitchens, a job she was thankful to hold. She was able to do what she loved, could afford things she’d never even dreamt of back on the Isle. Even still, it was hard to get people who weren’t her family to try out the recipes of the baked goods she made in her free time. That was, until she’d taken a batch to her sister and found out the students of Auradon Prep went nuts over sweets. And not just the kids from the Isle. So, anytime she had some free time and a new recipe she wanted feedback on, she went to visit her sister, and often found herself handing out free baked goods to anyone who wanted them.
This day was no different. She’d made a batch of salted caramel beignets and was just about out. Even still, a lot of her usual “customers” had already come by. They’d enjoyed them but the general consensus was that the caramel made the beignets too heavy to eat more than one of them.
“Does no one want free sweets today?” She mused to herself, playing absentmindedly with a deck of playing cards.
