
Long weekend in Italia implies coming back
to sunny (!!!) London with a tummy full of vegan piadina, a slightly lighter
weight on my chest and a head full of ideas. It would be nice to sleep at night
sometimes however dreams of cakes and biscuits and things made with buckwheat
and sugar sprinkles and lupin flour (yes, flour shopping, yes) and clouds and
kittens and seaweed do make me all excited and creative (oooh, creative). So
whilst my to-do list of cakes grows and grows and the space in my flour cupboard
(!) worryingly diminishes, here’s a recipe for the sweetest moistest cake
you’ll ever taste, prepared and baked kind of as soon as I stepped out the
plane this morning. It shouts ENGLAND all around because of the golden syrup,
but oh well, it could be worse. It could be raining.





