For once not me cooking :) Last night Simon baked his first ever cake from scratch…
Aren’t they great looking! He used this recipe for a Lemon Drizzle cake. I helped him choose this one because the cake was for his work colleagues and there are so many people who don’t like nuts, or raisins, or coffee, etc etc, but everyone like a Lemon Drizzle cake right? Apparently it was a hit!
Also there was a piece for me the next day :)
I had very minimal input on the whole thing as he knew all about the main principles of cake making from having helped his mother when he was small. This kind of experience is invaluable isn’t it? I mean if you have never seen someone bake a cake how would you know how much grease to put on the baking tin or how the mixture should look? It seems to me that the main secret to cooking is experience.
PS. Isn’t it interesting that helping your mum or grandmother make a cake stays such a strong memory? I have forgotten so much and yet making cupcakes with my mother and flapjacks with my grandmother is so clear to me!
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Hehe, yes! I remember baking fairy cakes (the ones with butter icing and wings cut out and tucked back into them!) with my mum and also rock cakes and cookies with my gran and granddad about 20 years ago (wow, sounds like a long time put like that)! I also remember eating cakes bought from Woodwards, the independent bakery on Osney Island, as a treat when we used to stay over at my grandparents. Lovely memories :)
Yea I remember the time my Dad came home with our first microwave, way back in the day when they were the new kitchen gaget. Mum wasn’t home so we had a play and managed to bake a cake in it! Go Simon I’m waiting till we have our chickens and loads of eggs then I shall be baking cakes too as the wife has always said she can’t bake!