Sunday was baking day! I made a friend's grandmother's coconut cake. I'll confess right now that the reason I baked this because it is a WWII recipe - no eggs, butter, though with more sugar than I would have expected, baked in the oven straight after the roast to save fuel. It is an undeniably beige cake. All it contains is one cup of self raising flour, one cup of sugar, one cup of coconut and one cup of milk. I splodged in some orange oil - firstly because oils and flavourings were common when you couldn't get your hands on the real thing but also because orange and coconut are Spencer Tracey and Katharine Hepburn, they rub along quite nicely together. The recipe was a tad minimalist (Mix, Bake, Eat) and didn't include a cooking time so I had to guess. Turns out I guessed a little wrong. Because of the lack of butter / eggs there's nothing to sticky up your cake tester, so though it comes out clean, your cake may still be sticky. I gave it about half an hour but I think it could have used a little longer - I probably would have covered the top with alfoil to stop it getting too brown in this case. I also used moist coconut so this could also have upped the sticky factor. I'd originally baked this so that I could be neighbourly and invite folks over for an impromptu afternoon tea. Turns out I thought it was a little too sticky to share so we had to eat it all ourselves. Oh the pity of it all!Beige cake mix
After jogging for a month I finally fit into my Vivian of Holloways trousers. Super duper comfortable and great for dancing in. Also got my new snood on. Not so sure about this. My hair is normally so tightly tied back that it doesn't move - this just feels a bit loose and precarious. I spent the whole day worrying that it would fall off, despite all the pins! I think I would have been a turban girl.
And now we're going out to dinner. Yay for not having to cook! Next on the baking list: Grandma's ginger cake with 'mock cream that defies all notions of cooking'.