Smell that fresh-baked cake;
inhale deep. Knife sinks slow,
jam oozes, crumbs tease.
all I could think of was “where is the frosting?” We Americans love our frosting. 🙂 Now I’m hungry. Thanks a lot, Sarah!
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Is frosting the US term for icing? If so, I’m trying to keep an eye on the expanded waistlines of the men in my house, which means that cakes are only iced on special occasions! They’re already spoiled rotten with having a slice of homemade cake or flapjacks with their afternoon tea every day. (yes, I know … afternoon tea is a British custom, and probably the expression spoiled rotten is, too). I do find the differences in language on both sides of the Pond quite fascinating, and never appreciated how many differences their were until I started blogging!). I’m glad that the sight of my cake (even without frosting), made you hungry, Bill 😉
No need for frosting Billybuc!
Now I’m hungry… you evil woman…
That’s excellent, Dale 🙂 Then you’d better get baking in your wonderfully equipped kitchen, being an expert cook and all that!
Ha ha… Not for a bit, I’m enjoying the weight loss from NOT running around at work and not eating delish stuff like this…
There’s no cream in it. In fact, as far as cakes go, it’s extremely nutritious: organic wholemeal flour, large free range eggs, natural vanilla, sunflower spread, Fairtrade golden caster sugar, and homemade jam …the sort of cake you can eat with a clear conscience, provided you don’t eat it in one sitting and share some of it with your friends!
Damn You, Sarah Potter!
All jours aside, it does sound delish. The only reason I no longer bake/cook is no one is around to eat but me….
That’s so sad. I guess that part of the pleasure of cooking, is being able to share it, so it kind of loses its appeal. Or are you being disciplined, as you don’t trust yourself to pace the eating of a cake? I remember when I lived on my own, going through a short spell of binge-eating chocolate cake with ice cream in the evenings as comfort food. Luckily for me I didn’t put on weight, but unluckily I did get bad skin and felt really rough, plus I would put myself on a guilt trip about the starving in the world D:
It is that – what point cooking if I’m to eat it alone? I end up making a meal for 4 and eating it in parts – sometimes one son eats the other parts. Of course my stupid job doesn’t help. 5 days out of 7 I work, usually through supper.
As for the sweets, I end up eating ALL of it! One’s never here and one doesn’t eat them..
Those working hours must make it very hard for you D: I used to work shifts, quite a lot of them late, so I know what it’s like and makes regular, sensible eating very hard. I suppose I shouldn’t complain about having a son with a large appetite who’s always there to eat his meals on the dot!
They do indeed. I end up eating at work and leaving the boys to fend for themselves. Even when I do leave leftovers, they often eat Ramen noodles!!
Give me. GIVE ME xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
If I had a cake teleportation device, I’d definitely send you a slice! And you live a wee bit too far away for me to invite you round for afternoon tea. But if ever you happen to book a holiday down south in my delightful seaside resort town, then of course I will cook you a cake and more xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ok I will behave now. that was just a moment like the dudes there is all…… I actually made mango bread yesterday and it is rather nice so I need NOT to be greedy xxxxxx
Mango bread sounds tasty and definitely something to keep out of sniffing range of those greedy dudes xxxxxxxxxxxx
It the basic banana bread recipe with lemon juice and mangos and cinnamon… The dudes would scoff the lot I am afraid
Okay, I know how to make banana bread, so that’s a start! …My dog likes cake as much as the dudes do, but it’s my custom to give her a tiny piece of cake just before we sit down to afternoon tea, so she doesn’t feel she’s missing out!
Hee hee, you sound like a lady I know. She buys the best steak and gives it to he dogs. Seriously I just substitute the banana for mashed mango and add some lemon juice and cinnamon. xx
I got the recipe form a wonderful Indian lady blogger. She has some fabulously simple recipes that are delicious .
And this haiku teases too Sarah 🙂
Intentionally, of course 🙂
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Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
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