The title of this post should actually be “How a Cake Broke my Heart.” I didn’t get enough time to love this cake. Or take decent photos, really, but that’s beside the point. I had just declared it finished and whipped out my camera. Then the doorbell rang, and it was time for my darlingContinue Reading

I just put my braniac pants on. I looked up the word ‘trifle’ in the dictionary. Yes I did. All the definitions pretty much said the same thing: Small, insignificant, of little value. . . Then this, sticking out like a sore thumb: English Cookery . A cold dessert of sponge cake and fruit coveredContinue Reading