
In just under a week’s time I’ll be in
sunny Italy shovelling into my face monster portions of gnocchi and pizza and proper Easter eggs (sorry British Easter eggs) and chocolate of all sorts, and the 60
pence brick-sized flapjack from the corner shop by the Shard and the packs of Fruit Shortcake bought out of
desperation from quality-checking too many videos in Khmer will only be a
distant memory. However, lately during my semi-sleepless nights that I euphemistically
like to call ‘recipe development sessions’ I’ve found myself pondering over
British Easter cakes and treats. It may or may not be that I’ve spent the last
four days in bed with a broken stomach, and survived on boiled rice and corn
cakes only. Or that in this timeframe I’ve watched all of Mary Berry’s programs
five million times, alternating them with Masterchef
for sanity (?).
But it did take me back to Easter time in good olde Shropshire,
where Easter lunch is like, cucumber on toast but then you have four different
cakes for pudding. And then you have tea with four more half an hour later. Well
Simnel cake deserves an honorable mention because it looks so pretty and
there’s like a half a kilo of delicious marzipan in it. But we all know
marzipan is terribly misunderstood, so when I decided to pick one Easter treat
to veganise, I went for my mates fluffy sticky hot cross buns. They’re really
easy to make (even with a hot water bottle carefully positioned onto your
stomach) and they’re filled with all nice sorts of things ranging from cinnamon
and spices to dried fruit and peel and covered in apricot glaze. Best enjoyed
between a bite of cucumber on toast and two of Simnel cake. Or you can use them as the bun
for a chocolate egg sandwich. Who am I to judge. Hah.