I have mentioned in a couple of my posts recently that I am off to France at the end of next week. This, of course, was a great excuse for a night out and allowed me to inflict my baking on my friends who, surprisingly, still put up with it!
After some failed attempts over trying to be healthy the last couple of weeks, this time I thought I would give it a bit more of a go. However, it is me, so obviously the efforts weren’t necessarily the strongest they could have been!
Even though the review section of my blog was supposed to feature on a bi-weekly basis, the temptation to make chocolate, coconut and lime cupcakes last week was just two strong! (Blame national cupcake week). So this week I instead decided to use it as an excuse to drag my Mum to one of my favourite cafes in Newcastle and really show the diet where to go!
After taking a week off I have to admit that my lack of posting is very much met with a ‘sorry, not sorry’ attitude. I can, in some ways, try and redeem myself in the sense that I was at least baking myself in the Spanish sun (but my attempts to tan merely resulted in some fairy questionable burn lines), but I cannot make any claim of doing anything more than being thoroughly lazy. While I could go on to make many more smug comments about going to Fib Festival, I will move on before it turns into a 1000 word long ramble and turn to what we’re all here for, Jaffa Cheesecake.
This week I thought I would do something a little different on the blog. I have been meaning to host a dinner party for the girls from school since I came back from my ski season a few months ago and decided to take the advantage of having an empty house by finally doing it. Having done the whole rebellious house party thing in sixth form (which my parents found out about it before they even left due to my lack of stealth and tact), I decided this time I would keep things a bit more civilised. In spite of the slight gin-induced hangover the next day, it was lovely to see everyone and have a good catchup.
But enough about the drink, onto the food. Continue reading “Westfield Girls Dinner Party: Pulled Chicken Burgers and Amarula Chocolate Swirl Cheesecake”