A week after coming back from France it’s safe to say I’m still easing myself back in on the baking front by going for the dessert that probably requires the least amount of finesse possible: eton mess. But, being modest as per, it did taste pretty good, so I personally am not complaining.
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!).
After about a year of consistent blogging you have probably noticed most of my recipes are not largely aimed at healthy eating and lean to the more indulgent end of afternoon snacking. Apart from a few posts, including my healthier honey gingerbread and my beetroot brownies, a lot of my posts definitely warrant the #howtogetfat on my instagram. However, since I am running a tough mudder in about a month’s time (which I promise not to bore you with/ bring up too much), I thought a few slightly more nutritious offerings, if you will, wouldn’t go amiss.
Since I feel like it has been a while since I whined about how many extra times I had to go to the gym largely as a result of my blog (approximately since my chilli beetroot brownies is my guess), I thought I would try another recipe that would perhaps stave it off for a little longer.
If you’ve managed to have a peek at any of my blog posts recently, you will know that a lot of them, in some ways, have been for birthdays. Whether it was my raspberry and white chocolate cookie cake or my schiachiatta con uva a lot of my recipes have been a little less random than what happens to come to mind. As much as I do enjoy baking for this reason, it does add a little bit of extra pressure to get it right and this week was no exception. However, this week I was not cooking for a birthday, but instead in an attempt to impress one of my toughest critics: my grandma.