Rules:
Every Friday someone brings a cake into work. If you get help you have cheated. If you buy one you have cheated. If you forget to make one then you will be mocked until you bring one to calm the hungry mob. Get baking.
You may have noticed that this cake has not made it onto the blog until the Tuesday. That is because George ‘forgot’ to bake on Thursday, and then again on Sunday, and so he had to bake on Monday night. Luckily for us he had remembered (after a lot of moaning) and turned up with a chocolate slice with chocolatey caramel stuff and chocolate drops on the top. Have a look.
The cake was little brownie-like in texture, but not really. Kind of similar I suppose you could say. It was so nice that we all had seconds in the afternoon, and I even sneaked in a little third slice. Yum yum yum.
Martin made a Mississippi mud pie for us all to eat today. It looked like it was full of chocolate and tasted as sweet as eating syrup from a jar. It was delicious. Also, it was an american style dessert pie which is more pie-like than last week. It’s not a proper pastry lid pie, but has a pie base and is called a pie across the big blue.
There was a biscuit base and sides, a cakey chocolaty layer in the middle and then a yummy chocolate topping. All finished off with some chocolate flakes sprinkled on top. Very good.
This week has been named as National Pie Week, and to celebrate this John decided that he was going to bake a pie. We were anxious to see what he would have baked. Would it be savoury or sweet? What pastry will he use? Will he have put a ‘lid’ on his pie or not? The air in the room was getting heavy with suspence as we waited for John to brnig his delights to us.
He then appeared at the door with a rectangular tin covered in foil and a plastic tub full of reddy orange goo. He placed the tin on the table, and went to the kitchen to put the plastic tub in the microwave. “How odd” we all thought. “What could John have done that would warrant a warm red sauce” we pondered. But all was revealed when he unveiled the following.
He assured us that this was spinach, almond and red wine pie with a pepper sauce. Sounded and smelled nice, but I would not call it a pie. For one there was no pastry. It was more like a bake.
Definitely not pie
I am not sure how far away from cake we can go for Cake Friday and still have it count as a Cake Friday Cake. This is not a cake, but claims it is a pie. But it is not a pie. Don’t push this too far John or you will be disqualified.
You heard me correctly. Curry muffins. These muffins were curry flavoured and contained cheese and sweetcorn. Also, they were delicious. It is sometimes unusual for us to get a savoury snack at cake time, and these went down a treat.
I personally found them very tasty. There was a peculiar aroma coming from the tin when they were first revealed, along with a long story fom Adrian about how if you were in town on a Saturday night at 3am you would be craving curry and pizza etc., but the smell soon turned into delicious curryness in the mouth. Very tasty. I would happily have one as a snack every day.
Only a few months since our last millionaire shortbread, and John brings us in another one. Not that I mind as shortbread is the biscuit of the gods, and adding caramel and chocolate can only make anything better. I have decided to place a picture of Johns shortbread in this post along with a picture of the last shortbread for a good comparison.
As you can see, they went about this is differing ways. George went for squares while John opted for triangles. John had a more gooey caramel layer in his slice. I cannot comment on the best slice as that could start conversations that I do not want to be a part of in case they turn into fights (not that these guys are competitive or anything).
Help yourself to another slice of apple crumble (cake).
This was a Wendy made apple cake with crumble topping. Delish.
Apple cakes are tasty enough anyway, without adding a crumble layer to them to make them extra yummy. Very very taty, and with extra condensed milk to pour on top!
Look at this pretty little house taken from a jaunty angle. I was worried at one point that it would not get into work without the roof falling off or some other structural problem. But all was well though.
This gingerbread house was so large that I had to take some of it home with me and feed to people that popped into my house over the weekend. Not that they minded. With a chocolate button roof and various sweets for decoration it looked very good. It was without wicked witch though. Also, I would not try to actually live in something like this as the panels didn’t all fit together quite as they should have.
Delicious, tasty and overall very Christmassy, even though some of the gingerbread was a little over cooked (I could hide those bits behind more sweets). Yum yum yum.
Martin chose a tarte au citron as his bake of choice today. He had followed the advice of many baking experts (most of which he had watched on the TV) as closely as possible to create a tart that was as close to the picture on the recipe as coud be.
It was baked to near perfection, with the filling being deliciously lemony and smooth, and the pastry perfectly crunchy. I like the way he managed to get the little icing sugar man on the top. Very clever. I would like it very much Martin if you could make me a lemon tart just for me one day. Lemons are fruit so it would be good for me, wouldn’t it?
I enjoy Wendy cake weeks, as you always know that it will turn up on time and that it will be good. This week was no exception. She went with a Yuletide theme and made another stollen. She has made one bfore, but it is December and they do taste good.
There was a small problem with the amount of icing sugar used and the fact that it ended up everywhere every time that someone breathed near it. If a stollen came out again next year, I will not mind as it is fantastic.
I thought I would start with a picture this time. It doesn’t look that much now, but sliced into it had a lovely marble effect with the contrast between the light and dark sponge. Delicious. I like way that Georges thumb has managed to sneak into the picture. I assume that it’s his finger as it was his cake.
