Kitchen Cock Ups

Creating paleo cakes is quite an art form. Whilst cooking with gluten free flours isn’t always a doddle, it is infinitely easier than the paleo friendly flours, particularly when you are limited even further by allergies to nuts and bananas, which most sweet paleo dishes seem to use. 

When I come up with a new recipe, which involves baking, sometimes I get it right straight away – I consider these times flukes! Mostly there are days of cock ups and washing up mountains that would surely rival Everest*.

*This may or may not be an exaggeration. 

sometimes though it’s possible to use a little creativity and turn the cockups into a glorious success! Today was one of those days, but more of that later.

 Take my luscious lemon bundt cakes as an example. Here’s how they ended up looking 

 

Pretty good huh? I know it makes me one to bite into one and slowly lick that lemony centre out!You can make your own, the recipe is here. But they didn’t start out like that, oh no, see for yourself… 

 

 

I had two totally failed batches and a further 4 tweaked attempts before coming up with the perfect result. Thankfully my children don’t mind the failures, most of the time at least, so there isn’t too much waste, but the financial implications can be quite high given the price of many paleo friendly ingredients. 

Yesterday I decided that I wanted to create a coconut cake. I wanted to see if it would be possible to create one that was created completely from coconut. A tall order as coconut flour is, quite frankly, a complete bitch of a flour to work with! Fair play to me for giving it a go, I was even vaguely hopeful that it might work at one point.

Of course it would have stood more than a fighting chance if it had been cooking in an oven and not…. under the grill! Duh! I’m still getting used to the new to me oven. My question to Neff is this: who in their right minds thought an oven come grill was a good idea?! Someone who doesn’t cook I would wager!

My teens thought it was hilarious, and I’m not entirely sure when the leg pulling will stop. Perhaps as their birthday approaches? We shall see.

Fairly obviously it didn’t work and I was left with a soggy mass of crumbs. I was not a happy bunny I can tell you, and then the internet died. Could the day get any worse? I decided to go to bed just  to be on the safe side.

 

This morning I awoke with a genius idea – don’t you love how a good night’s sleep can do that? Truffles! Way back in the depths of time when school cookery lessons were called home economics, and dinosaurs still roamed the earth, I had been taught to make rum truffles from…. cake crumbs! Yay! Thank you crappy all girls boarding school, you finally taught me something useful! 

I set to work: remembering to turn on the oven not the grill, (although in this instance the grill may have worked more quickly) I dried the very soggy crumbs out a bit before weaving magic with raw chocolate and more coconut and… well see for yourself what I think of kitchen failures…

 

Do you want to see what they look like inside? Go on then, here is the, gratuitous (coco)nutty chocolate ball shot… (you knew that all girls school was a convent right? Yeah, that’s my level of humour still, sorry!)

 

 

 Not bad huh? I’m still working on the coconut cake, when I get it right I’ll share the recipe for it and the truffles, when the broadband is up and running again. The iPad is great, but I can’t build web pages on it. Boo hiss! 

PS I’m doing whole 30 at the moment, did I mention that? No cakes were consumed in the making of this blog post, except by my children! Lucky so and sos. You can keep up with my whole 30 progress on the page in the header area.

TTFN 

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It’s No Yolk!

Today the weather in these ‘ere parts was noticeably cooler so a baking day was declared. Well,truth be told, whether the weather was fair or fowl, today was going to be a baking day, as I had made a promise that the recipe for my take on Jamaica Ginger Cake would be up by the end of the week.

I had the ingredients pretty much sussed, but it just needed a smidge of tweaking, plus I needed to work out accurate baking times. The children are always SO disappointed when I have to do this; they absolutely hate having a mass of cakes to scoff!

There was a lot of fun and excitement in the kitchen today, far more so than usual. Firstly I forgot to add in the bicarbonate of soda to the bowl but remembered just as I was about to put the tray into the oven. The whole lot, bar one for the sake of experimentation, was scooped out, the bicarb mixed in, spooned back into the tray, and then finally into the oven.

I had expected there to be some difference in the mini loaf that was sans bicarb, but I wasn’t expecting it to be so vastly different. See what I mean? Kitchen science ticked for today’s home ed (home schooling).

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The other ridiculously exciting thing was that I saw my first ever double yoke. And then my second. And third. And fourth. Oh, and…. fifth! I could not believe it, and the children were equally as impressed.

I’m not sure these double yokes are a good thing though… one of the loaves came out looking like the devil! I’m wondering if I can sell it on ebay and make my fortune… Hmm, too late, smallest child has eaten it!

Well, drum roll people…… Here’s the finished item for your delectation. Enjoy! I’d love to hear what you think if you give it a try.

TTFN – I’ve the washing up mountain to deal with.

Puppies, Pottering, and Posh Parkin

This weekend the weather has been far too glorious to be stuck inside typing up recipes on the computer, so I haven’t!

Truth be told we’ve been very busy as we get the keys to our new house on Friday and, until today, only one box had been packed… hmmm! That situation has been rectified somewhat today, but you would definitely not think we were moving as soon as we are if you popped round for a cuppa!

Yesterday we visited my cousin whose dog has just birthed seven of the most ridiculously cute little puppies. Me and the children are using all means, foul and fair, to persuade the Mr to let us have one. See for yourself how unbearably awwwww worthy they are….

cuteness factor to the max


Today there’s not been so much cuteness, just lots of hard graft. The garden has to be tidied before we hand over the keys to this house, so weeding has been the order of the day. It’s a strangely enjoyable task, though not so much so when you’re not doing it for your own benefit (though plenty of vitamin was generated, win-win) , so to balance that little negative I gave my fruit trees and bushes a good feed and mulched them with some slate chippings, and they now await the transfer to their new home.

see my shiny new watering can in my favourite colour combo


After all the lifting of heavy things – how very primal! It was time for a tasty treat in the early evening sunshine, and what better than a slice of my Posh Parkin? It would have been all too easy to wolf down a slice or two without any ceremony, but when you’ve given something the posh moniker you’ve got to do the job properly haven’t you?

 

 it really hit the spot I can tell you, but shh… don’t let on that you know, because I snuck off away from the rest of the family and had that slice on the QT! Naughty? Oh hell yes, but very, very nice.

Now weather depending, I will get the recipe for my Oh Yeah Baby Jamaica Ginger Cake up in the next day or two. Try not to drool too much whilst you’re waiting.

TTFN

 

In Which Pru Goes All A Team

You know those days when you just have to have cake? Not just any cake either, a specific cake with a lifetime of emotional taste attachment? Yeah, well today was one of those days. 

I have had a thing for Jamaica Ginger Cake for as long as I can remember. My family will testify to the fact that I would fight you to the death to get the end pieces. I have always said that they should make a full sized end – it is pure, sticky joy. Sigh. 

Now I could have nipped to the shop, blown caution to the wind and bought a cake, and bugger the painful consequences, but, in the words of the inimitable Eliza Dolittle…. “I’m a good girl I am”. Honest guv, I am …

So Instead of heading out the door I headed to the kitchen to play with ingredients. I was VERY excited, so excited that I posted real time progress photos on instagram. Lips and finger nails were chewed ( pretty certain they’re Paleo) and actual squeeing could be heard as I sat glued to the oven door window. 

Everything looked good, but of course looks can be deceiving, so the family waited with baited breath to see how my experiment would taste. 

Result! They all wanted more, but being a proper meany the seconds will not be eaten until stage two of the experiment is complete, the sticky end test… hmm… moving swiftly on!

I will report back tomorrow, and all being well I will upload the recipe for you over the weekend. In the mean time I made you this little story board.

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