Since I’m jetting off to France soon, I thought I’d treat you all to a cheeky mid-week blog. But, since it’s also my Grandma’s birthday, I will keep it fairly brief as I have a meal to rush off and cook (don’t look too happy, I don’t ramble that much!).
Even after the chocolate and marshmallow birthday cake I posted for Lauren’s birthday a couple of weeks ago, I am taking the risk of being repetitive and posting yet another chocolate cake. But this time, it’s covered in Brownie (cue the drool).
French Fancies have been on my baking bucket list for years, so I thought I would use my moving to France in a few weeks time as an excuse to finally give them a go. Hopefully I will be able to continue my blogging while I’m over there, but since I’ve actually started writing this post before they are even near to being ready, it might not be such a shame if I can’t due to baking-related shame.
Since I haven’t written one in a while, I thought this Sunday I would try my hand at another review and treat myself to something I haven’t baked: at the end of the day it’s probably nicer! While it does lack the sense of achievement that some of recipes have managed to produce, it definitely starts to fill that GBBO hole that is already forming as I prepare to get all Paul Hollywood up in here (bar that stare thing he likes to do.)
After my recent attempts at some slightly more complicated recipes, I decided this week I would give myself a little bit of respite and revisit my absolute go-to, traybakes. However, unlike with my honeycomb and chocolate cheesecake, I thought I would make some attempts to stick with the healthier theme.
After the cookies and cream Las Vegas cake I made for Lauren last year, it was safe to say I was determined to raise my game. But while I was celebrating American culture last year, I was somewhat cursing it this year for reasons you will shortly understand…
After my post for ghostie macarons on Wednesday, I thought I would pay homage to this autumnal time of year through my dark chocolate and apple babka. Anyone who knows me knows I get slightly excited over the apple tree in our garden, but a slightly too liberal trimming last year meant not a lot of the stuff this year. However, this didn’t stop me from salvaging the few that I could, nor will it stop me from recycling old photos as a slightly sad and lame form of nostalgic reminiscing.