If you happened to read my blog post for ‘healthy’ matcha, raspberry and honey cake, then you will know that in the next few weeks I am trying to use recipes that have less/ no refined sugar in them in a half hearted attempt to be healthy (I say half hearted because I still snaffle all the traybake cut offs at work *cue ‘Human’ Rag and Bone Man*).
Although I usually class myself as semi-decent at baking, in this post I am instead making some claims towards telepathy and the power of reading minds. If you’re anything like me, you will probably look at this post and one ‘word’ will come to mind: ‘eh?’. However it is with reluctance that I admit that this is a pretty good representation of not only this bake, but my entire week. My brain does seem to have been in a semi-fried state for the last couple of days at least, but this is not stopping me from bombarding you with another post where I think it’s a good idea to bake bread in a cake tin.
Before the dreaded onslaught of Christmas which, let’s face it, has already started I thought I would throw in a token savoury blog post. Since they are few and far between I have to admit that this will probably be the last of the year (*I’ve planned the rest of my posts: they are). My decision to be scarily organised with my posts is a rather harrowing reminder of how quickly this year has gone even though 2016 hasn’t exactly been filled with sunshine and rainbows! Either way, however, I decided I had to make my last savoury post something pretty good and using Marmite was an obvious choice in this household.
Since I haven’t done anything wholly savoury on my blog since it started, I thought I should probably broaden my horizons slightly when it comes to savoury flavours. I therefore decided to give making bread another go, partially as a result of bread week on the bake off, but also because it is an area of baking I don’t explore enough. Apart from anything else, no one is going to complain to a freshly baked loaf of bread, so I took the ‘what’s the worst that could happen’ attitude and turned to Paul Hollywood yet again. Continue reading “Chilli and Ginger Olive Ciabatta”
Even after having spent nearly half a year living in the alps where I ate more than my body weight several times over in reblochon, tomme, and fresh baguettes, I have to admit I had never come across Pain de Savoie. I also have to admit that I wish I had; it is basically a cross between tartiflette and fondue, so in my eyes it can’t really get much better. And, to top it all of, it kind of looks like a cake! Continue reading “Camembert, Walnut and Date Pain de Savoie”