valastros

anonymous asked:

Waferina, mi dispiace non avere prove fotografiche qui con me, però volevo dirti che alla tenera età di 4 anni ho costretto mia mamma a farmi una torta a forma di treno(ho vinto io contro i "ma tu sei femmina!"). I binari e alcuni dei vagonciini erano fatti di wafer e il resto di pan di spagna, roba che Buddy Valastro se ne deve andare a pettinare le bambole. Credo che sia arte anche questa, dolciosa, ma pur sempre arte :)

A D O R O

anonymous asked:

Dude.. do you get your cakes from the cake boss? Buddy Valastro? Cause like if that is what you meant by best bakery in the world I am supremely jealous..

Haha, I’ve been there a few times but no! Carlo’s is actually only a few minutes away but I generally avoid it because it’s always super crowded and it’s kind of not that good? Their stuff is pretty, though!

Just A Little Bit More (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Request: The one where the reader and Bucky are on a mission and they have to kiss so their cover won’t be blown.

Warning/s: A little bit of swearing (Steve doesn’t like that kind of language apparently). 

Author’s note: I got carried away a little bit in the ending hehe. I used a scene from Agent Carter 01x01 because I didn’t know what to write anymore. I hope you all like it!

Originally posted by clutterbucky

“Bucky, where are you?” (Y/N) asked while looking around the crowded place, blending in. 

She and Bucky are on an undercover mission. They were there to find the target, interrogate him, and extract the chemical formula which the target was hiding somewhere in his office. The target was hosting a gala in Italy. Natasha had helped (Y/N) pick out the dress she would be wearing the gala while Steve and Tony helped Bucky find a tuxedo for him to wear. 

Once they arrived in the country, they headed to the venue. They changed into their disguises and proceeded to their mission. (Y/N) had noticed the glances that her partner was sending her way and couldn’t help but point it out to tease him. Evidently, he turned away flustered and proceeded to what he was supposed to do. 

“I’m still in our target’s office. Do you see him?" 

(Y/N) looked around and her gaze landed on the tall and lean figure who was talking to one of the guests in the place. "Yeah, I see him. You know, maybe I should’ve been the one to be there instead of you. It probably would speed up time. These heels are killing me.” she said through the earpiece. 

Bucky grunted in response, onto which earned a smirk from the girl. 

“Alright, I’m done. Create a little scene for me, will ya? Time for interrogation." 

(Y/N) watched as their target excuse himself from the guest and make his way towards the direction of his office. She made a tsk sound. 

"Buck, he’s heading your way. You better find a place to hide.” (Y/N) informed him. 

“Shit.” He said before she heard rustling from the background. 

Meanwhile, the target entered the office and looked around the room to see if someone was in there. When he found none, he sat on the chair behind his desk and pulled out some files for him to read. 

A knock on the door broke the silence. “Come in.” he said. 

The door opened and a blonde girl peeked inside. “Hello Mr. Valastro, is this a bad time?” she asked in an Italian accent. 

The man shrugged. “We’ll only know when it’s over.” he said. 

(Y/N) entered the room and closed the door gently. She looked at him. “I hope you don’t find me forward." 

The man grinned. "Well, I’m not the judgmental type.” He gestured to the chair beside his desk. “Please, take a seat." 

(Y/N) smiled and stepped forward. "Um,” she glanced at the open window that had the view of the party downstairs. She walked over to it and closed it. “I know you are in, um, possession of a certain chemical formula." 

The man raised an eyebrow and stood up. "I got a lot of things to do, Miss. So please—" 

"It’s okay!” She cut him off. “Let’s make this a game.” She said and slowly walked over to him. She placed her hands on the desk and leaned forward, giving him a much better view of her chest.

“You don’t have to tell me anything, you just have to, um,” (Y/N) said and stepped closer to him. “Look right here.” she smirked. 

The man gaped at her, looking amused and turned on. “Go on.” he gestured. 

“Now, I don’t care where you got it but cards on the table, you are the proud owner of the certain chemical formula. Just a little piece of paper, right?" 

The man nodded. "Yes." 

(Y/N) smirked and sat on his lap, shifting on her spot, making him release a faint groan. "Now I have some friends who are interested in buying that formula.” she purred and fixed his tie. “Now I said, Mr. Valastro doesn’t hold on to anything for long. He must already have a buyer.”

The man smirked. 

“But you see, the thing is,” she let her hand run down on his chest. “I think I can offer you more.” she leaned closer, her breath fanning over his face. “Is it here? Do you want me to search you?”

“Sweetheart, I don’t have an army.” The man murmured and placed his hands on her thighs. 

Suddenly, he pulled her down and crashed his lips onto hers. He kissed her for a few seconds before he lost consciousness. (Y/N) rolled her eyes and wiped her mouth, standing up. “How rude. Didn’t even let me finish interrogating him.” she said to herself. 

“That’s what you call an interrogation?" 

Bucky’s voice startled her. He exited one of the cabinets that he was hiding on, looking unamused about the whole situation. 

“Are you jealous, Barnes?” (Y/N) taunted, smirking. 

Bucky narrowed his eyes at her. “No.”

"Well, the plan worked a little bit. But now you have to do the interrogation because he won’t be too happy seeing me when he wakes up.” (Y/N) told him.

Bucky scowled at the man then looked at (Y/N). “How’d you make him lose consciousness?” he asked. 

(Y/N) smirked and pulled out a lipstick from her purse. “Nat helped me design it. It’s a lipstick but has something in it that makes one lose consciousness when they taste it. The ‘spell’ lasts only for 1 minute. So he’ll be waking up soon.” she said, putting back the item inside her purse. “I’ll keep a lookout outside. Make the interrogation fast." 

(Y/N) exited the door and leaned against the wall, casually. When some guards passed by and asked her why she was standing by the office, she told them that Mr. Valastro still has an appointment and told her to wait outside. The guards seemed to have bought the idea and went on their way. 

A few minutes passed and someone knocked on the door. (Y/N) looked around before entering the room. "So, are you done?” she asked Bucky. 

Bucky nodded. “Yeah, got all the information needed. And the chemical formula.” he said and raised a container with the formula in it. 

(Y/N) smiled. “Good.” She heard muffling from the side and glanced at it. The man had wires tied to his wrists, trapping him. There was also a cloth on his mouth to keep him quiet. 

(Y/N) waved as the man glared at her. Just then, the door opened and the guard entered the room. He glanced at Bucky, then to her, then to his boss. He was about to pull out his gun but (Y/N) was fast. She grabbed the nearest object beside her - which was a stapler - and hit him side by side then to his head, knocking him out. 

Bucky smirked. “Nice.” he said. 

“Thanks.” she said. “Let’s get out of here." 

Bucky dragged the guard’s body inside while (Y/N) stood outside, waiting for him. Suddenly, a guard patrolling the halls saw them and shouted, "Hey!” he pulled out his gun and (Y/N)’s grew wide. 

“Buck.” She said. 

“Yeah?" 

"Run." 

Without another word, the two ran for their life. An alarm was pulled off when they reached downstairs. (Y/N) removed her blonde wig and threw it by the bar counter. They slowed down their pace and passed through the crowd, blending in. 

When they were in the lobby, they saw their target with the guards by the corner. "The man is with a girl with blonde hair. She’s wearing a red dress. Find them.” said Mr. Valastro, who looked very furious. 

“Shit, what do we do?” Bucky asked, looking around for a new route to take. 

(Y/N) watched as the guards nodded and headed to their direction. She turned to Bucky. “Kiss me.” she commanded. 

Bucky looked down at her. “What?" 

"Public display of affection make people very uncomfortable." 

"Yes they do, but—" 

(Y/N) held his suit’s collar and pulled him down, planting her lips on his. She felt him stiffen for a moment before returning the kiss. He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. She opened one eye slightly and watched as Mr. Valastro and his guards notice them and grimace before turning away, muttering something in Italian. 

She pulled back and smirked. "They’re gone. Let’s go." 

She was about to step back when she gasped as she felt Bucky tighten his grip on her and backed her up against the wall. He shook his head, "Just a little bit more.” he murmured before leaning down and capture her lips in a deep kiss.
She stiffened, processing what had just happened. Slowly, she returned the kiss with the same amount of passion he was giving her. She lightly bit on his lower lip, which made him growl and grip her leg with one hand and bring it up to his side. 

Bucky pulled away, both of them breathing heavily as he leaned his forehead against hers. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. 

She then smirked and caressed his cheek. “I knew you had the hots for me.” she said. 

Bucky smirked. “Shut up.” he said and pecked her lips one more time before grabbing her hand, leaving the area.

Come ogni anno, io ci riprovo.
E come ogni anno, si rinnova in me la stima infinita per Buddy Valastro e chiunque faccia questo mestiere.
Il cake desing è la vera sfida, gente. Altro che disegnare.

Arthur Recap Season 5 Episode 9 Just Desserts

Arthur is in the library book, reading a scary book to himself. Oh wait, it’s not a scary book. It’s a book of fairy tales. Ha-ha, what a punk. He gets scared by reading fairy tales. Even I don’t get scared by fairy tales anymore—not since I put in that nightlight in my room.

Arthur says that he used to think fairy tales were babyish but they’re actually really cool with tons of adventure, talking animals, horrifying depictions of sex and graphic violence. “The Brothers Grimm make Stephen King look like Stephanie Meyers,” says Arthur.  He decides to tell us the story about how he got into fairy tales.

“Once upon a time, there was a boy named Arthur whose dad was an amazing cook,” Arthur begins.

Arthur leaves out the part where his dad is also a full blown alcoholic who spends his days watching Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives. Some people might say that’s because it’s not canon but I say it’s because Arthur doesn’t want to mess with the Y7 rating.

At Casa de Read, David has managed to sober up long enough to make a wedding cake and guys, I just ate lunch but it sounds sooooo goooooood—chocolate fudge brownie with vanilla custard topped with butterscotch frosting and peanut butter toffee. Oh man. David should stop devoting his time into being the next Guy Fieri and try to become the next Cake Boss.

Arthur, like any other warm blooded living creature, wants a piece of that cake.  Now I’m thinking of the Rihanna song.

It’s not even his wedding

But Arthur want to lick the icing off

You know he want it in the worst way

Can’t wait to blow the candles out

Arthur wants that cake, cake, cake, cake

Cake, cake, cake ,cake, cake

Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake

Cake, cake, cake

But alas, since it’s for a wedding, Arthur cannot have a slice. Drunk!David might have let it slide but Buddy Valastro!David  is serious about his catering business. He tells Arthur that Grandma Thora will probably make them cookies when she babysits.

Disappointed,  Arthur goes to school but he can’t stop thinking about that cake.  When Buster mentions that he thought the history test was a piece of cake, Arthur freaks out like meth addict who hasn’t tweaked in weeks and demands to have a slice. Buster makes a mental note not to give Arthur his marijuana from the Hungarian. He asks Arthur what the dealio is. Arthur explains about the cake and how Grandma Thora will be babysitting and will most likely make one of her disastrous meals.

Buster suggests that just in case, Arthur should stock up on real food: candy.

Arthur eats candy before heading down to dinner, filling up his stomach just so he doesn’t have to subject himself to his grandmother’s tuna noodle…thing. However, it turns out that David cooked before he left so Grandma won’t have to cook! “Hooray!” shouts D.W. “I mean, how nice. You don’t have to cook, Grandma,” she quickly recovers.

D.W. came back good from that one. You ever wonder if the reason David is a cook because he had to learn fast otherwise he would have had to keep eating Grandma Thora’s food all his life?

Even though Arthur already ate, he eats the roast chicken dinner. Then, Grandma Thora announces that she has a surprise for them: David left them slices of the wedding cake.

Arthur:

But oh no! Arthur’s stomach is all, “Arthur, we can’t handle anymore! There’s no more room in here!” and Arthur is all, “Shut up stomach! You MAKE room!”

He promises himself to only have a bite but later when the family retires to the den, D.W. scolds him for having two slices of cake. By now, Arthur has a huge stomach ache so Grandma Thora offers to read to him. D.W. asks her to read fairy tales and Arthur protests because they’re for little kids. Grandma Thora promises that the fairy tales will be exciting enough for him and begins to read.

Hansel and Gretel, or Arthur Looks Ridiculous in Lederhosen

Arthur wakes up in a deep, dark forest. D.W. explains that they had been using bread crumbs to try to find their way back but someone with the muchies aka Buster has ruined their trail. Arthur proposes that they keep going and hope that someone will take them in. Along the way, the two complain about their German folk costumes because they’re freezing their butts off. “Make it work!” shouts Tim Gunn from the Bravo network.

They reach a house that is entirely made out of food—the walls are covered in chocolate chips, the windows are fruit roll up, and there’s even junk food mail! The owner of the house, a Mr. Ratburn look alike, sees them. I don’t know if Mr. Ratburn is supposed to be a witch or a wizard but Arthur addresses him as “sir” so I guess he’s a male witch.

Mr. Witch takes the kids to the Sugar Mall to buy a new oven. If that wasn’t an opportunity to get away from a guy who blatantly wants to eat you, I don’t know what it is. Mr. Witch locks the kids up and D.W. tries to lick their way out of their jail cell since the bars are made of candy canes, but Arthur is too full to contribute to the prison break.

At any rate, they are saved by the Tibble twins—er, septuplets –who push Mr. Witch into the oven and free D.W. and Arthur. Unfortunately, they think D.W. is their princess, Doe White, and kidnap her so she can set them down for nap time.

D.W. is not thrilled to take care of dwarves named Pesky, Whiny, Grouchy, Angry, Noisy, Creepy, and Stinky so she begs Arthur to go to Grandma’s house and get help.

Little Red Riding Hood, or Did You Eat Grandma?

Arthur runs through Elwood City to get to Grandma Thora’s house. On the way, Binky makes fun of hus nerdy lederhosen so Arthur grabs a red cape to disguise himself.

He arrives to Grandma Thora’s house and finds her looking…very different. She’s got creamy skin, frosted hair, and eyes as dark as chocolate chips—she’s the wedding cake, guys. They do the whole “My what big x you have” routine except in a twist, Grandma jumps up and allows herself to be swallowed up by Arthur.

D.W. bursts in and yells at Arthur for eating Grandma. Someone in the YouTube comments that the line sounds like something out of a porno. A very sick porno, might I add.  Buster joins in and offers to cut Grandma Thora out of Arthur’s stomach. Just as he’s about to raise his axe, Arthur wakes up.

D.W. teases Arthur for being scared and Grandma Thora gives him medicine for his stomach.

Jack and the Beanstalk, or TIMBERRRRRRR!

Arthur falls back asleep and he is taken back to Fairy Tale land where D.W. is yelling at him for selling her Mary Moo Cow doll for magic beans.

A beanstalk sprouts up and D.W. tells Arthur to climb it and find her another toy. Man, D.W. is a bit of a ball buster and she’s younger than Arthur.

Arthur climbs up all the way to the top (“Why couldn’t I have dreamed an elevator for this?”) and discovers a castle shaped like a wedding cake. He goes inside and finds a Silly Goose (from Confuse the Goose) and decides to take it to D.W.

However, the giant arrives and he is made up of all the food Arthur has ever eaten–all eight and a half years of it. I don’t even want to think about what my food giant would look like.

Arthur makes a break for it and reaches the bottom. He tells D.W. they need to run away but Buster shows up and reveals himself to be a licensed beanstalk cutter. He cuts down the beanstalk and the Read kids are safe!

Arthur wakes up and lets out a humongous burp, finally feeling better.

Arthur concludes the episode by telling us that from then on, he never ate too much candy and lived happily ever after.

And then a chocolate bar falls out of his book.

Well, I guess for him it’s just desserts.

Grade: A+ (This is a really fun episode with the reimagining of classic fairy tales and the fourth wall breaking the characters do. Plus the food porn is fantastic. It’s funny and smart.)

Rating: 100% intense. Food is intense.