It's Friday. Let out your breath. We're done. We're done. It's Friday. I do not go out on Friday nights. Friday night is the bit at the end of the marathon where you hug your fellow runners and leave sweaty salt trails on each other's cheeks. You wouldn't then put on something in which the … Continue reading What Fridays should be, and what they shouldn’t
My dear lovely people! Come and fall into the happy embrace of Friday. It's Friday! It's nearly over for the space of another weekend. And, at least where I am, it's sunny. Doesn't that mean you deserve some melty chocolate pudding? Of course it does. We call them melty chocolate puddings in our house, because … Continue reading Cakery Bakery: Melty chocolate puddings, for any day you like
The awful truth is Some days my hair looks like this But never mind, eh.
There are occasions where you find yourself, at 11pm on a Friday night, painting chocolate pastry with melted white chocolate. It seemed like a perfectly reasonable Friday night to me. Mountainous homemade sausage rolls, Skype, Sherlock Holmes and the longest baking endeavour known to man. White chocolate is a highly satisfactory medium to paint in; … Continue reading Pastry face