So after a winter in working in France I am finally back in the UK, and while it’s safe to say it has been an amazing 5 months I am ready for a detox, a really good sleep and a break from alpine carbs. While I would be quite happy never to see tartiflette or beef bourginon again in my life, I have certainly missed my kitchen and actually being able to bake with any ingredients I want. So, 3 days back in after my friend Jess’s birthday, I have my first post of the Summer for you which has to be the height of originality: chocolate and vanilla birthday cake.
When reading this post I have to admit I would forgive you for thinking I was lacking a bit on the imagination front: while dark chocolate and raspberry is a delicious flavour combo, it isn’t actually anything new. But you know the saying, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it!
It’s safe to say that some of my blog posts this season haven’t quite gone to plan, and this instance is no exception. However, in this instance that might not be such a bad thing! Ladies and gents I give you what is literally a heart attack in a bite: the double chocolate orange caramel ‘monster’ cake!
Since we have now made it into 2018 and Christmas and New Year have well and truly passed, I do somewhat apologise for this blog post as it has slightly missed its mark. I also promise that I will start a blog post in some way other than with an apology sometime soon!
So after a few slightly tiring weeks to mark the beginning of my second season in the Alps, I finally bring you my first proper blog post! And while it may be a complete cop out in terms of originality and skill, you will definitely thank me later.
Even though you probably all already know (because it’s basically all I’ve been blabbing about for the last month), I’ve finally moved to La Plagne for the 17/18 winter season! In the attempts to try and keep up my blogging (long may it last) I decided to keep things simple this week: in theory you can never go wrong with lemon drizzle.
If you happened to read my last post for porn star martini cheesecake squares, then you will know that the time finally arrived to celebrate my last weekend before moving to France for another ski season. I will admit now that my decision to try these particular bakes was purely coincidental and by no means a representation of any mood apart from the constant desire to stuff my face with sugar. But I have to admit both bakes certainly did the trick.