The World's Best Cake

That's what it's called. The World's Best Cake.
We meet the twins and Sondre, Their grandmother and soon Rune and Idun from "Blue Marlin"at the pool. Sondre and Rune give me some good advice. I'm practicing my new hobby, snorkling.

I don't what came over me. But I seem to have invited them all over for chocolate cake. Except we don't have all the ingredients. But we do have a box containing several small bags which the directions maintain will, after mixing it all together, produce "The World's Best Cake".
Hmm.

Ok, mix, measure, shake, mix some more. "Babette's" little galley is on trial. Woops, almost forgot the oil! The handy-dandy Tupperware hand whipping creme mixer is a whole project in Canaries temperatures. But, finally, out of the little oven, covered with almonds, vanilla cream and sort of whipped cream, and ready to eat.

And as the sun sinks spectacularly into the flamingo pink sea, we light lanterns, crowd into the cockpit and eat cake. World's best?

You bet!