(lifted from my old blog)
... and the lights are low, looking out for a place to goooo"
Actually I'm not. I'm happily ensconced on the kitchen sofa with my Big Cuckoo. We are watching Sean Connery as James Bond in Diamonds are Forever. It's a treat for us both, he isn't very cuddly these days so I'm making the most of it and he is enjoying staying up later than his brother. We're waiting for Mr Cuckoo to come home from London where he was at an awards ceremony and his company won an award. This is great news but I can't go into more detail here.
I'm only going to spend a little time on here now, just long enough to share these divine little cakes.
How cute are they?! They tick all the boxes for me. They're sparkley, sweet, a bit unsusual and even more important than tasting delish, they are super easy to make! And I mean suuuuuper easy. Look like a right faff though don't they? Believe me they are not hard at all.
You simply bung 220g self raising flour, butter and sugar into a bowl along with a teaspoon of vanilla, 2 teaspoons of baking powder, 4 eggs and a splosh of milk. Then whisk it all up till it's all combined and very smooth. It's so important to have left all the ingredients out for hours so that they are all the same temperature. The sponge would be very dense otherwise.
Then you dollop the mixture into the flat bottomed icecream cones. They come in packets of 21 cones. I then pop them onto a baking tray and gently place them in an oven set at 160 degrees and bake them for about 15 minutes.
To ice them I make up a batch of butter cream, 200g soft butter whisked with 500g sifted icing sugar a teaspoon of vanilla and a little milk. I whisk for an age as I like the butter cream to be moussey. I fill a piping bag fitted with a large round nozzel and then pipe onto the totally cooled cones in satisfying swirls. Then I fling on some little balls and sprinkle on a good dose of edible glitter. *Sigh!* Oh the glitter, it's is a magical transformer of the ordinary. It brings out the magpie in me.
I let the icecream cakes "dry" for a few hours so I can place them in the celophane bags without the butter cream smearing against the sides. The fact that all the major supermarkets now stock these bags in the baking aisle makes it all so much easier. And the kids go mad for them, mad I tell you!!
Now that's mad! Those are my awful knickers. I don't know why I am posting this other than I laughed so much when I saw them hanging there. I have no idea how they got there on the hanging rack. I also have no idea how long they'd been hanging there. But I do know they were clean. Wish I hadn't looked at this photo again as I've just giggled so much I've given myself heartburn.
I must pop Big Cuckoo into bed now, he is falling asleep.
xx
ps. I'm considering moving to Blogger. I like my blog to look pretty but I have to pay a fiver a month here to do that and I believe I can do this for free with Blogger.
... and the lights are low, looking out for a place to goooo"
Actually I'm not. I'm happily ensconced on the kitchen sofa with my Big Cuckoo. We are watching Sean Connery as James Bond in Diamonds are Forever. It's a treat for us both, he isn't very cuddly these days so I'm making the most of it and he is enjoying staying up later than his brother. We're waiting for Mr Cuckoo to come home from London where he was at an awards ceremony and his company won an award. This is great news but I can't go into more detail here.
I'm only going to spend a little time on here now, just long enough to share these divine little cakes.
How cute are they?! They tick all the boxes for me. They're sparkley, sweet, a bit unsusual and even more important than tasting delish, they are super easy to make! And I mean suuuuuper easy. Look like a right faff though don't they? Believe me they are not hard at all.
You simply bung 220g self raising flour, butter and sugar into a bowl along with a teaspoon of vanilla, 2 teaspoons of baking powder, 4 eggs and a splosh of milk. Then whisk it all up till it's all combined and very smooth. It's so important to have left all the ingredients out for hours so that they are all the same temperature. The sponge would be very dense otherwise.
Then you dollop the mixture into the flat bottomed icecream cones. They come in packets of 21 cones. I then pop them onto a baking tray and gently place them in an oven set at 160 degrees and bake them for about 15 minutes.
To ice them I make up a batch of butter cream, 200g soft butter whisked with 500g sifted icing sugar a teaspoon of vanilla and a little milk. I whisk for an age as I like the butter cream to be moussey. I fill a piping bag fitted with a large round nozzel and then pipe onto the totally cooled cones in satisfying swirls. Then I fling on some little balls and sprinkle on a good dose of edible glitter. *Sigh!* Oh the glitter, it's is a magical transformer of the ordinary. It brings out the magpie in me.
I let the icecream cakes "dry" for a few hours so I can place them in the celophane bags without the butter cream smearing against the sides. The fact that all the major supermarkets now stock these bags in the baking aisle makes it all so much easier. And the kids go mad for them, mad I tell you!!
Now that's mad! Those are my awful knickers. I don't know why I am posting this other than I laughed so much when I saw them hanging there. I have no idea how they got there on the hanging rack. I also have no idea how long they'd been hanging there. But I do know they were clean. Wish I hadn't looked at this photo again as I've just giggled so much I've given myself heartburn.
I must pop Big Cuckoo into bed now, he is falling asleep.
xx
ps. I'm considering moving to Blogger. I like my blog to look pretty but I have to pay a fiver a month here to do that and I believe I can do this for free with Blogger.
Hello! You make me laugh a lot, you're very funny and make a beautiful work of artist and pies, I'm your fan! Me too I piled the clothes for ironing. Your children are precious, just like you, My children are teenagers and not being photographed, when they were little that easy!
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(not English, I write from a google translator, if any odd expression, sorry)
Chao!
This was lovelly to read
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