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Apple cake with toffee sauce

Caramel is not my friend. I’m too impatient. I watch the pan for what feels like hours, and the sugar just stares up at me from the bottom of the pan in its original state. So I whack the heat up and before I know it the bottom has burnt while the top still hasn’t melted. So I throw it away and start again, and usually the second attempt works fine. Let’s make a second batch!

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I have a soft spot for loaf cakes. They’re not flashy. They don’t need to dress up all pretty. They’re happy just the way they are, simple and tasty. And everyone else is happy with them the way they are too, because they totally rule your face. I wish I were a loaf cake. Or something. Click here if you wish you were a loaf cake too!

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This weekend I had to go old school with my baking. My electric scales broke and I had to dig out my cheap dial scale I got when I first went to uni which only has marks every 50g. It was scary. It was inaccurate. It was impossible to measure 80g. It… worked! It worked! The cake worked! And the icing! Despite the primitive measuring method! Phew. That was tense. Were you tense? Have some cake. It totally helps. Come in, there’s cake!

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The last of the weekend’s Mexican recipes is this ace cheesecake. If this cheesecake were a person, it would be Ryan Gosling. Beautiful, yummy and lovely to eat caramel sauce off of. Oh, Ryan Gosling. So perfect. So swoonworthy. How are you not mine? *sigh*

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Today I had a baking disaster. Want to see? (more…)

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I was lying in bed this morning, nice and warm in the snuggly duvet, when a nagging little voice in my head decided it was time for me to get up. “It’s the last day of your holiday”, it said, “you don’t want to waste it in bed”. “But we’ve been everywhere we wanted to go”, I thought, “and the weather is horrible”. “But you’re only here for one more day”, replied the little voice, “won’t you regret wasting the morning in bed?”. Ugh. Fair point. What should I do? I know! Nag my sleeping boyfriend. (more…)

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