Creamy, dreamy and totally divine are among the descriptions that spring forth when friends and family sample this raspberry vanilla creation of mine. It's one of the most popular desserts on my repertoire.
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Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes There are times when something good catches your eye and you know you simply have to have it. That good 'thing' can range from the latest whizz bang motor car to a stylish pair of shoes – or it may just be a piece of cake. Literally. The rich scent of freshly baked chocolate cake wafting through the house is mesmerising, and reminds me of the sweet, sweet memories my parents gave to me. Staring at the potted geraniums through my kitchen window, I'm transported to summertime weekends in the 1960s and the front porch of my childhood home. The recipe for chocolate beetroot cake in one form or another has done the rounds of many a kitchen table over the years, except mine that is. I first read about this cake in the 1990s, when it appeared in Jill Dupleix's book, New Food: from the new basics to the new classics. Versions have also appeared in books by Nigel Slater and articles by Jamie Oliver, Nigella Lawson and Martha Stewart, among others. The time has come for me to confess to a relationship I've enjoyed since I was a little girl. A spicy, delicious and sweet love affair that I have often shamelessly fantasised about. 'The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart.' The cool change of late has seen me spending more time in my kitchen and, to Peter's delight, I've been baking almost every day. As I whisk and stir, I'm reminded often of my mother, and in my heart I sense that I'm morphing into her likeness. Sure enough, when I catch a glimpse of my own reflection in the glass on the oven door, I see a contented old duck in bare feet and a comfortable house dress, tea towel in hand... just like my lovely mum. The only things missing are an apron and bandana. Oh, and a vast ocean view through the kitchen window. It's baking day and as I open the oven door, the heady aroma of freshly baked bread brings me to reflect on the summer of '94 spent with my family at Budaörs on the outskirts of Budapest. Oh, how I love this time of the year! Here we are zooming through January, and I know that many of you are still catching your breath after the festive season. Yet there is still cause for celebration. Australia Day falls on January 26, and this is followed by the beginning of the apple harvest in our local orchards. |
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