As an overly alliterative partner to the Kir Royale treble clef birthday cake I made a few weeks back, this cake was asked for for another member of the same family, and I’m slightly relieved to say it also didn’t disappoint.
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!
As a continuation of my ‘less refined sugar health kick’, this week I have some ‘healthy’ orange, date and walnut biscuits to offer you. And yes, I did mainly use this recipe as a way of using up the massive pot of Stevia I now have in my larder after making my rhubarb, spelt and pecan crumble for my last post.
First of all I apologise for the tardiness of this post; even though the hard part (i.e. the baking) was done in time, I ran out of time to find an opportunity to bore you with my thoughts as I usually do on a Sunday night so you will have to find it in your hearts to forgive me. I promise to get back on track now my schedule is returning to normal.
Although you could argue I have already done one new years post with my hazelnut and salted caramel pavlova, I am arguing that two cannot hurt, especially since this is technically my first bake of the new year. However, for me the decision to make a Vasilopita is somewhat contradictory: although it is traditional in certain cultures at this time of year, I couldn’t even say the ruddy name of the thing until I googled it!
So now Christmas is almost officially upon us, I thought I had better go out of my Christmas themes posts with a bang. This, of course, leads to something that involves far too much thought, concentration, effort etc. in the week before Christmas. It is safe to say that my brain is already completely with anything festive, so I will apologise in advance for any Christmas dong related ‘puns’ that slip in. Fortunately for you I have already dodged the Leona Lewis ‘One More Sleep’ reference and I am not feeling creative or humorous enough to come up with many more. So you are relatively safe. But, you know, ‘All I want for Christmas’ is a chocolate orange gingerbread mountain (yes that’s the best I’ve got). Continue reading “Chocolate Orange Gingerbread Christmas Mountain”