Some crazy kid (Blake David Cope from Utah) sent me an entire bottle of maple syrup this week. I don't think you could make a North American missionary happier. I took it to Comordoro to share it with the one person I knew would enjoy it (Hna Craun) and then at 12 o' clock at night two more sisters came. So I had to share with a lot of people, but it was worth it! But what really makes me happy was the Sunday morning pancakes. Oh shout out to my mom for sending the maple flavoring too...but your package came second.
The Hermanas and the maple syrup
At the lake with Fernado, Gabriel, and Griselda
We had another very successful activity. A competition of desserts. I used a recipe from an elder...and I forgot that "cubes of butter" here are like twice as big...they were way gross.
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