Ginger & Hot Syrup Pudding

Bleeargh!!! Today's dessert is a complete waste of cakey cravings. I can't bear ginger. Unless it's with spring onions and chicken.

However, a cheeky dessert surprise did catch me off guard earlier today. Chocolate chip Snack-a-jacks!! I couldn't believe that puffed rice could be so tastey. Honestly! Normally they're the domain of savoury snacks, I know , I know, but give it a try. I think it's the chocolate chips that do it for me.

Other dessert news....

On Sunday whilst in Brighton I went to Bills for a soya latte (ooh! get me!) and, obviously, a small wedge of cake - it had been an exhausting walk after all. I was shopping for furniture and that can wear a person down.

Anyway, back to the cake. I ordered fig, berry and franzipan cake. When it arrived I felt like I'd just stepped into dessert Narnia! I couldn't believe it! The cake looked like a huge slice of glossy, fairytale garden. It was a towering fruit pile with tons of sprigs of heather and flowers poking from every sugary nook and cranny! That lasted for about 4.7 seconds - until I got my eating irons into it! Then it just collapsed into a dessert heap. 6.7 seconds later it was just a creamy, jammy smear left on my plate. Fortunately my latte was quite hot so it took a while to polish that off, otherwise I'd have been sat idly gawping at my chums who daintily pecked and nibbled at their cake. Actually, the other half had boiled eggs with soldiers. I was really envious of that too - I love boiled eggs.

Hmm. What else...? The flat in Hove is taking shape - if a little devoid of furniture, but as I spent most of my time gadding about looking for furniture to buy or looking for new coffee & cake pit-stops, I was hardly there.

Okey dokey. Ever onward and time to turn my attentions to some work. How inconvenient!

Apple & Walnut Sponge

Sponge. Sponge. Just say it over a few times to yourselves.... It's a fab word isn't it? I love the word 'sponge'. Dunno why. Just do. Probably 'cos I love eating it too.

Anyhoo... Things have happened since last blogging. I've taken possession of my new flat in Hove which is abso-bloomin-lutely marvellous. It's close to the sea and the day after moving in we sat on the beach with cups of coffee and, of course, cake. I love the seaside in autumn/wintertime. The sea is so much more interesting when it's being thrashed up to the beach by stiff force 9 to be dumped, frothing noisily on the sand, or pebbles in Hove's case.
A downside of the Brighton/Hove coastline is the monstrous, mutating seagulls that strut swaggeringly up and down the seafront. They have bags of attitude and are gigantic. Really! Some are the size of a small family hatchback! What with those sneaky, beady eyes and those awful yellow beaks (which often have a cruel and cunning smile - I swear), they're a real threat to seaside enjoyment - not to mention the chaos they cause to car cleanliness! I am now resolutely dedicated to disliking them. A friend is often terrorised by pushy gulls and often has to find new routes to favoured places as local gull-gangs hang out frightening tourists into handing over burgers, candyfloss and keys to their hotel rooms for ransacking. I have pledged my time in Hove (apart from drinking, eating and making merry) to facing up to this nasty element of coastal life and making sure that they don't own the beach. Perhaps if they were smaller and cuter it would be ok....

Treacle Tart

Treacle tart. Let's think. Dunno. I'm in a confused food mood today. Nothing took my fancy and, as we all know, I really hate that. I had noodles and salad stuff again. Is that healthy? Not sure about the noodle bit. I'm sure Atkins devotees would swoon at the very thought of a carb laden noodle adding at least an ounce of fat to my fleshier parts. On the other hand... noodles don't have any fat in them. Do they?
Anyway. Treacle tart is a a veritable coronary-fest so it's probably a good job I haven't bothered.

Speaking of not bothering... I haven't bothered with any exercise for ages. Must be about a month now. I'm noticing a little tightening in my trousers - and not in a good/pleasing way if you catch my drift. I'm going to have to give in and start exercising again. Eek! I wish I could enjoy it like all of those grinning, bicep-bulging fitness fiends. Alas. I fear I shall never enjoy it. I just get sweaty and go red - no healthy glow of perspiration for me, just soaking, dripping unattractiveness. All I want is a flat stomach and upper arms that a movie star/male model would weep/kill/give their first-born for. I don't think that's too much to ask. If there are any super efficient, highly benevolent fitness trainers dropping by who'd love to take up my case (for free of course - I'll write your fitness blog in return...?), then I'd be willing to comit to fitness. It would also be great if said 'fitness instructor' were to be well turned out and... well.... attractive. Is that un- PC? Well, it's only a wish list!

I'm impressed I've blogged 2 days in a row. My blog is a bit dull today so apologies all. I'm feeling uninspired by gloomy weather and boring lunch. Perhaps I could look forward to dinner (ever the optimist!)

Chocolate and Orange Sponge with White Chocolate Sauce

Right. Not sure if I'm loving the idea of today's dessert. It makes me feel a bit nause. Mind you, that may be because I've eaten like I've been locked in a cupboard for the last 2 weeks! Since lunch (which was substantial in a salady/noodley kind of way), I've eaten 2 minty chocolate digestives, which were a revelation I have to say, a variety of other biscuits including chewy choc chip ones, a whole doughnut and a massive handful of jellybeans. Yowsers! The only pus in all of this - apart from the sheer delight of cramming a range of sugar based snacks down my throat - is that they were all free! Minty digestives couteousy of my colleague - thanks Adele - and the rest was delivered by a temping agency that we use in our office - thank you to them too.

I need a nice long nap now. Maybe a cup of tea.

I have a meeting in a bit but I'm quite sleep and lethargic. I think I shall take a note pad and look attentive but have lovely daydreams instead. I hope I'm not expected to answer questions.......

Oh, since you asked and all.... New York was fantastic! I drank far too many Tartinis and ate far too much of whatever was put in front of my continually open mouth. Great!

Other news this week is that my flat purchase in Hove is now moving on apace. It's all come as a bit of a surprise really as it was quiet on that score for a while. It looks like we can collect the keys on Friday - Yay! I shall then be able to live a more relaxed lifestyle splitting my time between the giddy headrush of London and the salty-aired calm of Hove. Aaahhh!

Toffee Apple Crumble

Not sure how I'm feeling about today's dessert. In principle I'm against it as I don't like toffee apples. However, toffee AND apple crumble could be a cheeky surprise. I remember getting quite tipsy in Sydney on Toffee Apple Martinis which were amazing....

I'm off to New York in 2 days - I can't wait. It's more or less an annual thing and I'm eager to hit the shops, bars and restaurants.
New York is kind of unique - it looks like a movie set (we all see it so much on TV), I love the sound of New York too - the honking horns and sirens. I love US drug stores - could spend hours in those - with their almost terrifying products which surely wouldn't be allowed in so many countries in Europe, yet the US is really wary of so many other kinds of drug that we have here in the UK. Wierd isn't it?!
I'm looking forward to eating donuts and bagels and hot-dogs on street corners. I might even throw in a pretzel, although they usually make me really thirsty. Always a good excuse to pop into a local hostelry for a cold beer and a sit down!

Things I don't like about New York
1. Outrageous theatre ticket prices
2. The fact that it's too expensive for me to own a Central Park view apartment
3. Having to leave to come home

In a way it's very similar to London - grubby, noisy but exciting and lively at the same time!

Ok. I'm now going to plan my eating/drinking/shopping itinerary. I may be some time.....


I look forward to seeing all of you New York bloggers in various bars around town. Please excuse me if I'm a little worse for wear and I apologise in advance for any untidy behaviour!

Jam Sponge

I'm having one of those days.

Really.

It's made me a bit cross to tell the truth.

Hmmmm....

I've got a sore eye - self inflicted pain - I poked myself in it with my sunglasses whilst in Seville and it's just got worse during the week.
I fell over on the way to work this morning - no major injuries, just some light throbbing in my ankle. Hugely dented pride tho as I tumbled over a piece of stone in some grass whilst rummaging through my bag. All straightforward up 'til then. However, it was right in front of the bus stop and as I spun out of control with my arms windmilling away I noticed the queue observe me with detached curiosity and vague amusement. Oooh.... my blush burned on for ages..... it's lonely out there when you're picking up the contents of your rucksack and praying for a handy place to hide.

To put a cap on it all, at lunchtime today on entering the dining room at work, my colleagues and I searched in vain for ages, looking for some food inspiration. Nothing came. I didn't fancy any of it! Oh the depression! Battered cod, veg korma, gammon sandwich (?), salad. It all left me feeling disappointed and a bit cranky. I settled on chips with mushy peas (grudgingly, of course!) and when I'd finished eating I just felt full but empty at the same time. Unfulfilled. Lunchtime drama eh? I don't even like jam sponge....

On the subject of achy eye. What can you do? Every blink. Yowsers!

At least it's the weekend. Only 2 days at work next week too as I'm off to New York for 5 days, to drink as many appletinis as I can before attempting the world shopping record for as many shops in one day coupled with ludicrous spend!

Can I get anyone anything whilst I'm there? I've got my list out....

Banana Pudding with Cinnamon Custard

My first reaction to this is '?'

I had to give it some serious thought. But on the whole, after a bit of a think, I reckon I quite like the sound of it. Sadly I'm not in my own office today so I can't taste it to provide any further info... how upsetting.

However, something I CAN comment on is food in Seville! I've just returned from a few days there and I'm very full of tapas! Too delish for words really. Not much cake consumed but quite frankly I wouldn't have had the space. There was a great deal of belt loosening and letting out of shorts drawstrings. The heat was lovely - 34 degrees each day with beautiful balmy evenings spent outside getting totally lashed up in streetside bars and clubs until 6am. Nothing begins to gear up until about 11pm and clubs don't even start chilling the beers until 3am! The people of Seville are stunning and even those considered less better looking made me feel like the chunkier business end of a mule....
Still, it's always nice to people watch (which I love almost as much as cake!) when the people are utterly gorgeous.

Of course I have spent the day mulling over how much I'd like to move to Spain so that I could spend days drifting languidly from home, to work, to siesta, then onwards to tapas and evenings of lighthearted hysteria with a crowd of beautiful people. Alas, my thoughts always return to the facts that a) I'm not independently wealthy enough to do so; b) I don't speak Spanish (yet!) and; c) I'm nowhere near fabulous enough to look at in order to compete!

Aah well. London is cool and I enjoy living here - plus there is always cake nearby and they don't sell Jaffa Cakes in Spain - they'd melt in the heat.

Pear & Apricot Crumble

Hmmm... I'm not thrilled by the sound of today's dessert. I'm not a big fan of pears and I only like dried apricots.

I'm really tired today so the thing I should really be concentrating on getting is coffee! Actually, a nice cup of coffee would be great about now. I'll finish my sparkly water first.

Had a nice relaxing weekend vegging about and doing virtually nothing. It's amazing how time flies when you're loafing about! I did some major, aimless gawping about on Saturday which was most enjoyable, then popped myself onto the sofa to watch the X factor and then went to sit in front of a bigger screen at the cinema to see "The Business" - cool film - quite fun with a hilarious 80's soundtrack - made me feel nostalgic and old all at the same time!

Sunday I got up at 9.15 and headed straight for the sofa to start in earnest quite early. I then moved from the sofa to a sofa bed in front of my X-Box which occupied my fly-wheel attention span for an hour or so. Lunch in the garden was followed by some seriously focused drifting about the house deciding where to beach myself next. I chose a beanbag near to the TV but also within easy slouching distance from the kitchen and snacks....

Aah. I just don't understand why I'm so weary today tho... Must have been the huge thunderstorms during the night and the resulting honking/quacking mayhem from the birds on the dock where I live.

Flapjacks, Carrot Cake, Chocolate Fudge Sponge, Spanish Macaroons, Brownies and Date & prune cake

G A S P ! ! !

All of the above. Yes ALL!! They are literally 2 feet away from my nose and my sticky, greedy, cake-snaffling fingers.

As a suggested idea from a colleague (a fellow lover of all things edible) we are having a "Bring-a-cake-that-you-have-made-yourself-to-work" Day. It's a blistering success. There have been a few cheeky surprises with one contender delivering, with no fanfare whatsoever, a glossy, sumptuous temptress of a cake (as yet untested - reports and full review available in the near future). However, there has also been skullduggery. The appeallingly innocent looking carrot cake is not all it seems....
Oh yes. It looks like a jolly little morsel. But, we have discovered it is nothing but a fraud, a phony! There was much scandalous gossip and a great deal of hooting incredulity when the discovery was made. The carrot cake is..... shop bought! And, to add insult to injury, was swathed in paper that this morning's breakfast toast was wrapped in. Shocker! It does taste mighty fine tho...

My cream cheese brownies have had a warm reception. However the macaroons seem to be a little lonely of attention. I can always take them home if untouched as the other half does seem to be rather partial to them.

The WI must have a right rip-roaring time with their cake bake-offs! Thank the Lord this wasn't a competitive event or there could have been gougings, bitings or pulling of hair.

I'm so full of cake that I can't even contemplate lunch today. I shall put ideas of lunch on hold whilst I nibble on a bit of flapjack. Mind you. I have many weekends away coming up - beginning tomorrow with the Bank Holiday weekend in Dubrovnik - so I need to be aware that a cake-belly on the beach is something that no-one should have to look at...

Breakaways!!!

I'm not in my usual office today so the dessert thing is a bit of a problem. However.....

I've just had a Breakaway biscuit. How fabulous! It took me right back to my childhood. All I needed to complete the memory was a meat paste sandwich, some cheese & onion crisps and a carton of juice. I can do without the shorts and sandals tho - not such a vision when considering enjoyable lunches... not to mention a bit nippy around the ankles.

In fact, another memory is slowly trickling thru.... I sometimes used to swap sandwiches with my friend Pete - he used to always have some kind of smoked chicken stuff on his and, for the odd change - and being a charitable sort I felt a bit sorry for him having the same thing all of the time! - I'd be willing to hand over a ham n cheese to live dangerously by eating exotic tinned chicken. Such culinary diverstity in one so young! Maybe that's why I switched to adoring cake and biscuits so much. A boy can only take so much non-specific tinned poultry product. I wonder how Pete turned out...!

Anyway. Breakaways. They're still really good! I was also coerced into having a couple of Rolos this morning too. Now they're still delish.

Do they still sell Curly Wurleys? I'd love to get my teeth into one of them...

Friday today and I'm already gearing up for a nigt out on the lash. I can already smell the dangerous whiff of beer and Soho. A dreadful yet heady combination. Saturday morning may just have to be rescheduled until later in the day.....

Chocolate and Orange Bread & Butter Pudding

Blimey! Bread & Butter pudding - yum. With Chocolate! And Orange!! Yikes - how delicious!.

However, I'm trying to be super healthy and to avoid naughty stuff such as this. I had a v tastey Caesar sald which now means I'm breathing savage garlic stench over my colleagues. Fortunately, two of said colleagues have eaten the same so we all smell bad together. Phew!

Again, it's been a long ol' time since I last blogged (forgive me! Do I now get 20 cyber Hail Mary's and a handful of virtual prayers to recite? - apologies to the Catholic faith - no insult intended, just random thoughts...)

A busy couple of weeks behind me and I'm soooo glad it's Friday. Can't wait for a major lie in tomorrow morning. I plan to slumber until 10am and then eat a vast amount of fabulous breakfast items until about lunchtime, at which point you know what happens.... Lunch!
Also meeting some chums that I haven't seen for a few weeks which will be nice.

It's been a week of catch-ups too - Wednesday and Thursday I got together with friends who I haven't seen for ages. I do like a catch-up. Aided by booze obviously.

A proferred Polo mint hasn't really helped my Buzzard-breath issue. I feel I must find a solution as I'm interviewing in 10 minutes time. Poor candidates - as if they're not nervous enough, I pile on extra panic by causing them temporary asphyxiation. Note to self... open the windows and put the air-com on full blast...

See you soon blog. I promise.

no dessert!

Well then....

A strange day really. Had a jolly nice lie in and then faffed around a bit before nipping into town for some shopping and lunch. All rather pleasing and then after lunch I was too full to eat any cake!! I hear the gasps from here! Yes. Too full for cake. I was a bit stunned really.

Then. This evening I ended up staying in. Not sure why really. I didn't actually want to but all of our friends are away doing various other things and so there we sat in front of the TV. I was soooooooo bored. I haven't felt like that since I was a moody teenager! I even turned down chocolate ice cream, being too busy with exuding boredom. In fact the only cake that I experienced this evening was the film "LayerCake". It was fairly good and took the pointy corners off the dullness of the evening. I feel a bit agrieved about it and I can't really explain why. I think it's because I haven't been out on the town for a few weeks and I'm feeling restless that I haven't done anything with my weekend. Yawn. I'm even too bored to go to bed - hoping that a bit of excitement may crop up between my pc and my bed. It's unlikely - unless I find a doorway at the back of the wardrobe that leads to a land of unlimited jaffa cakes, or some big geezer with a beard lands in the living room to tell me that I'm late at school, where at the best wizarding facility in the country I've been expected to start my studies for the last 25 years, but that it's ok as I can do it at Open University....

Hmmm.

Lemon Meringue Pie

Erm....

I'm really bad at blogging all of a sudden. I've neglected it. I've been useless.

I shall endeavour to be better. Honest.

Well, well, well... what's been happening. Lots really. I was recently in Hong Kong for work. I ate much cake! After a shaky start - I had to depart on the day of the London tube bombings - I felt homesick, which is v unusual, probably because of the awful events of the day I wanted to stay home and be with/be close to my friends/family.

Hong Kong was steaming hot but a bit rainy and wet. For those who haven't been there - you should! It's an amazing place and just being there is quite exciting - kind of like New York has it's own buzz, Hong Kong has it's own little vibe too.

Every day was punctuated by a vast lunch buffet which made my eyes pop (and eventually my trousers - so much cake!). It really was so big it took me all week to get around it and try everything! A highlight was a melted chocolate fountain which I spent quite some time thrusting chunks of fruit on sticks into. It was like being in a scene from Willy Wonka!

Back in the UK now and trying to eat sensibly but a profusion of work related events has lead me to consume even more cookies, cake and some rather special macaroons....

*sigh* Now feeling quite full and sleepy. Aah me. Oh to be a man of leisure. Probably best that I'm not or I'd be living in elasticated trousers to cope with over consumption of anything that tastes good....

Sticky Toffee Pudding

I'm obviously really rubbish at blogging! After a roaring start in my first week I seem to have run completely out of steam and can only manage a weekly entry.

It's so hot and there's tons of other stuff to do. Not to mention that dessert often takes a back seat for me in hot weather! Just lately I've become obsessed with dried fruit. Particularly figs and dates. Not sure why - perhaps I'm so lacking in some essential vitamin that my system only craves far eastern fruits....

Hmmm.

What else? I got horribly drunk on Saturday with my chums - who fared even worse than me - at least I didn't have to live thru a hideous headache come Sunday morning - just a raging thirst and a serious hankering for bacon. But that's only normal. Isn't it? The others were only able to loll about in varying degrees of hungoveredness, and eating a full English on Sunday morning provided a serious challenge to more than a couple of them. I was able to tear thru mine with plenty of brown sauce plus toast and quaff back a latte at the end! Yay for me.

Now back at work and it's really dull. But work usually is isn't it? I'd much rather be independently wealthy and do lunch and shopping every day. I can hear everyone say I'd soon get bored. Maybe. But I'm bored of working for a living too so I'd like to give expensive living and non-specific loafing a try....

Phew!

Blimey! How hot has it been these last couple of days?

I'm really tired today so my blog may suffer. It was so hot last night that I didn't sleep properly. And I haven't had lunch today - too busy!

I spent the weekend away from home at friends' houses - one on Friday night and another on Saturday night. It was great to catch up and I had a blast. On Friday our friend cooked an amazing curry. I need to have speaks with her to get the recipe. On Saturday I went to a BBQ and the amount of food was immense! A whole mountain of char-grilled meat products was placed on a wobbly table with about a ton of salad and buns! Yippee!

A lot of summer spirit was consumed too - well into the wee small hours - and I can vaguely remember singing (not solo I might add!) at top volume. The song of choice was Gold by Spandau Ballet - how marvellous. Fortunately the neighbours were sitting just a couple of feet away and were joining in with great gusto so noise pollution wasn't really an issue!

I'm gonna stop now as I've completely run out of steam.

For those who have an interest, the dessert of the day was white chocolate and orange sponge. Not something I'm feeling drawn to I've got to say - too sticky sweet on a hot day like today.

It's apple crumble today...

...and we've already done the crumble bit on here last week!

I had a disastrous food evening last night! I was super hungry and a friend was visiting from Belgium. We decided to order from a new Japanese delivery place. I was v excited as Japanese food is tip-top delish with the added (and totally unusual) bonus of being surprisingly healthy.

Things started to look a little worrying when the delivery man got lost and we had to guide him in via mobile phone and a network of bonfires, semaphore signals and skywriting by a handily passing by-plane.

There was much excitement when the man pulled up outside on his bike - tummies were rumbling so loud the ducks on the dock outside were getting nervous! The guy jauntily pranced up the drive, pleased with himself for having survived his arduous journey and as he got to the front door the bag split and dinner ended up kerbside! HORROR! TRAUMA!

Matters were worsened when we spoke to the shop itself to ask what could be done (the delivery man was crimson with embarrassment and almost mute!). The shop stopped cooking at 9.30pm - it was 9.40pm! There were tears. There was gnashing of teeth, rending of clothing and pulling of hair (our own obviously - not each others as we were all united in sorrow!)

I ended up with a small cup of soup and a chocolate biscuit. Crashing disappointment.

Still, this morning dawned and I sprung into work and tore into a sausage and brown sauce (thank you HP!) sandwich. I was then a happy and contented human being.

Food is so important and it's amazing how we take it for granted. Just one evening of going without as much as I'm used to was a big deal. Imagine going days on end without....

Makes ya wonder. And thankful.

time is flying by.....

Today's dessert will be Lemon Curd Sponge. It's only early yet tho so lunch seems a long way off....

Actually, scratch the last last line - it's now lunchtime!!!! Yay!

Apologies Blog for not being very attentive but I've had a busy weekend filled with lazing about and eating, followed by some general aimless faffing and some more specific sofa-based loafing.

Just a quick few words about Lemon Curd. It's great! Especially on toast. Right. That's done.

What now?

My eating over the weekend could be worth some discussion as I went to a BBQ and ate heartily but not unhealthily - apart from a lot of wine which was, of course, taken purely for medicinal purposes.
The 'other half' was bordering on seriously grumpy on Sunday as I'd not washed any socks over the weekend. How awful. Socks - they're dull aren't they? Especially when there's chargrilled chicken within easy reach and a whole box of raspberry flapjacks just screaming blue murder to be scoffed. The laundry became a hazy kind of memory that disappeared as soon as I couldn't see it. Hmmm. Perhaps I should focus on chores a little more. But they're so boring! Take ironing for example. I wish someone would actually! Take my ironing that is. My friend hates it too and has a whole special kind of headache that she only gets when forced to press clothes. I on the other hand just suffer huge memory loss and disorientation at the mere mention of laundry. I often stand and wonder what the wierd cupboard with the round window is for when standing in the kitchen. I'm then jolted into realisation by the noises coming from it and I realise that, yet again, I've had a mental blank and the other half has slavishly deposited all of our smalls inside for a freshen up.

Maybe if I put a hobnob or choco-liebnitz inside the drum I'd be spurred into taking my turn at doing the washing. I may begin to have a Pavlovian dog response and start to drool every time I smell fabric softener.

I don't want any readers to think I'm lazy. I'm pretty good around the house - tidy (most of the time) and I've got a good friendship with the dishwasher - which I do remember to fill and empty. The cleaner buffs the rest of the place over tho so my expert bathroom polishing skills aren't often called to the fore.

I need food so excuse me whilst I go and peruse the day's selection....

Blue sky!

Can you believe the weather? What a fab day!

Alas! Chained to my desk and only able to look out of the windows and watch planes take off from Gatwick airport into the beautiful Caribbean blue sky.

The lunchtime dessert today is a little at odds with the weather - mixed fruit crumble. Crumble reminds me of comfort food on cold, dark wintry days when you can put your fluffiest jumper and thickest socks on and then throw yourself upon the sofa for extended periods of movie viewing, allowing yourself quick breaks to top up on crumble n custard, tea, biscuits and to change the dvd.

A more approproiate dessert for today would be ice cream with something summer-fruity - strawberries for example. Problems with this are
a) I'm reeeealllly choosy on the types of ice cream I like and a rubbish flavour would make me really miffed.
b) After a lovely lunchtime sitting in the sun with my strawberries I'd need to follow it with a few glasses of Pimms which would inevitably lead to vodka tonics and then a whole evening bender at a splendid beer garden somewhere pretty. Not condusive to a Thursday afternoon busy work schedule.

oh pants! Why is there work? I think I shall decide to win the lottery on Saturday as feel I deserve it.

Apple & Cinnamon Pie

YUM!!
Good ol' apple pie - everyone loves it, there's no getting away from that fact. Actually, not everyone loves it. I do know of a couple of people with a gene defect which has rendered them incapable of feeling anything but disappointment when it comes to apple pie.

BUT. When you throw in a bit of cinnamon. Life suddenly becomes rosier, the birds sing more sweetly and traffic lights magically change to green all the way home!

What is it about cinnamon that is sooooo good? Although, similarly to apple pie but with a more polarised reaction, cinnamon is a 'love it or hate it' kinda thing. Cinammon sticks are a bit rubbish tho aren't they? Strirring my coffee with one on Sunday afternoon (post shoping - see yesterday's blog...) whilst demolishing a huge wedge of cheesecake didn't make that much difference to my cappuccino.

Although, there are stories about what eating large amounts of cinnamon can do for a gentleman...

answers on a blog postcard please.....

Dessert du jour......

....is Chocolate Sponge with Chocolate Sauce!

Yes, I too can hear the heavenly voices of angels!

Now, a discussion on chocolate. On Sunday whilst roaming aimlessly through the door section of the fridge I happened upon a forgotten (well, only I had forgotten, it would seem - more on this later...) chocolate lolly from M&S. Chocolate lolly? I can sense the confusion coupled with tense choc-related excitement from you, dear readers, already! Yes. Chocolate lollies! Yummy chocolate (not frozen) on a stick. Perfect or what? This one was mocha flavoured and I was so excited as I was expecteing nothing more than the usual range of margerine, jam and that bottle of jiff lemon that's always kicking about in there, but I can never remember buying.

Anyway - I ripped open the wrapper with much delight and scoffed it immediately whilst walking around looking for the shoes I'd hurled off in drunken haste the night before. It was only on finishing that I gave some thought to the other important thing in my life (apart from cake and chocolate!) - my other half. I hadn't shared. My guilt lasted an enormous 40 seconds before I wiped it from my mind with the giddy anticipation of a mammoth shopping spree.

Much later - post shopping - I was lazily enjoying a cup of tea and considering looking for a biscuit ( a lesser love of my life) when the question "what happened to that chocolate lolly we had in the fridge?" gripped my ears and my cold, stony, selfish heart. I had to confess.

The resulting forgiveness from the other half made my guilt even worse! I have now decided to make amends - I shall buy a huge stash of chocolate lollies for our fridge! Problem solved!

Can you belive it?!

It's Monday afternoon already! It'll be Friday again sooner than I know it and I'll be jolly n perky once more!

I have now decided what my inspiration will be for my blogging. My passion for cake has led me to name my blog after it so I am going to use my work dinner hall's daily dessert as a springboard for discussion!

Today's dessert? Spotted dick.
I think it's fortunate that my working day is nearly done and I don't have to take anything from spotted dick - especially inspiration!
It is splendidly delicious with custard tho......

Sunday morning!

Yikes! Sunday already. I seem to have spent the whole weekend, so far, boozing with friends. Not a bad thing necessarily but now my whole system is begging for a bit of a rest and a whole bag of mini Jaffa Cakes all to itself with many cups of tea.

I'm hoping to blaze a huge retail therapy trail this afternoon and clear a whole swathe of shops of most of their fabulous items. In reality I'll probably get home later this afternoon with a small bag containing new socks and some pants that seemed a good idea in the shop!

I wonder how Adele is getting on with her blog....

Yowsers!!!

Lordy! Wine and wine with too much wine!

Just arrived home from an evening of strange but seriously tastey dim sum and a cheeky rose. From then on to a club and too many, too rapid vodkas and an interesting taxi journey with a chirpy Albanian taxi driver. He's convinced Albania is the new Greece/Costa Del Sol and recommends buying up as much beachfront property or land as is humanly possible. I wouldn't even know which part of Albania to start in! He was kinda cute and really friendly tho so it all made sense. In the morning it will all be cold and pointless I'm sure!

Heck! I'm looking forward to breakfast - is that bad?

The Beginning

OK. This is it! My blog begins.
.... right then.....
hmm....
When do people get time to blog? I'm currently at work and I really should be working - not like I'm not busy or anything. I shall consult my colleague Adele, also embarking on her new blog journey, on when/how she intends to fit this in to her work/tea and biscuits schedule.

Adele has no answer. I shall think on this and other questions later.

I'm very pleased it's Friday. Even tho there's only been 4 days at work this week I'm soooo weary. I intend to drink a lot of dirty shandy booze this evening but only just enough to feel silly, but not cause any ill-effects tomorrow. I shall fail of course and wake in the morning with a mouth like the inside of a hoover bag (or Dyson bagless cylinder if you're flash!). Note to self.... leave large glass of water by the bed.

Friday night at last!!!

Aah! It's Friday night and work already seems distant. It's wet and grey in soggy ol' London town and I'm attempting to gear up some energy to get ready for a night on the razz in the West End. Not enough time for a nap but too much time to sit and do nothing..... so I thought 'blog'!
Might as well get some practice in.
Does anyone actually read these or am I typing away for my own keyboard practice and personal therapy? Hmmm.
Hello to anyone who's stopped by. What made you drop in I wonder..... whatever the reasons, do take a seat and help yourself to complimentary nibbles...