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.
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.
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).
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 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.
For the first time in a while I can proudly admit that a decision to do a post isn’t entirely random and last minute. Not only had I been a questionable friend in forgetting to make cake for not one, but two of my best friends’ birthdays, one of the girls I was closest to at work finally managed to escape and find a new job so I felt there was cause for celebration all around! So after joking about bringing a bottle of bucks fizz to work I landed on these cupcakes as, I will admit, a somewhat reluctant alternative. But hopefully they were worth it!
This week on the blog I thought I would give you a welcome, or unwelcome, reminder that the countdown to Valentine’s day has properly begun. Although it is a bit of a Marmite holiday I decided that, if nothing else, it is a great excuse for baking. Whether you’re baking for a loved one or comfort eating your single status away, these cookies are pretty much perfect in either instance.