A few weeks ago, I began the story of how I made my first two tier cake. Planning a decadent chocolate affair to celebrate my mum and dad’s 25th wedding anniversary, I plotted exactly how I was going to undertake this mammoth task. After testing a delicious but far too rich cake, I went back to…
I’m not really sure I could handle a gluten free diet. Don’t get me wrong, I have massive respect for those who opt out of bacon sandwiches with thick, springy bread or a huge plate of macaroni cheese – either by choice or for health reasons. But I am a girl who eats two slices…
Berlin’s achingly cool area of Friedrichshain is never far from my mind. A regular haunt during my time in the city, my friends and I took in numerous bars, clubs and sightseeing hidden in crazy little corners. This area of the city opens up as a Mecca for downmarket restaurants – think greasy fruitti di…
In hindsight, I should have made pancakes. At 11pm on Tuesday I was ready to give up the baking game. On a wire rack in the kitchen sat two cakes; one not dissimilar to a rock bun, the other the look and texture of a pink rubber glove. I flipped out, poured a fishbowl of…