Why time for a cake

I think we all deserve a short getaway from our routine everyday, a few minutes away from work or/and domestic chores...

My blog is the answer: a good combination between love for cakes and the music of the Beatles.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Cake twenty-five

Chocolate Lollipops 

My youngest daughter was still a toddler and I was in England with my students on an exchange programme. I was in a small town not far from Coventry and Birmingham and I remember I was trying to find some little present to take back home. It was the first time I had left my children at home and was abroad without them. I happened to pass by a chocolate shop and saw some chocolate lollipops in the shape of a teddy bear: the right gift for my little baby!  It was so cute! She was already a chocoholic although so young.... and I bought one for her...The problem of a chocolate lollipop is that it’s so nice to look at that you feel sorry to eat it.... It was the same for her... 



After ten years or more I was again in England with my school students, and this time I was in Devon in Plymouth. It was a couple of weeks before Easter and all the shops were full of chocolate delicacies. It was in a shop full of baking equipment that I saw a lollipop mould and it was mine! 

Song: Good Night
Close your eyes and follow me into a chocolate dream world!

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Cake twenty-four

Bunnies, Bunnies, Bunnies...


Bunnies aren’t part of my Easter traditions. I only had eggs when I was a kid, bigger or smaller eggs but only eggs. I still have quite a distinct memory of a giant-like chocolate egg which was more or less my size; I remember it was standing in a shopwindow of a bar in the main street and it was destined to the lucky winner of a lottery. It was of a shining red with a big ribbon and some flowers on top. 
Eggs were in all shopwindows, but no bunnies. Bunnies are not wild animals here, we don’t see them run happily in parks and gardens like in England and are only recently become home pets. They are quite popular anyway, but they are bred like chickens and eaten as a delicacy. 
I first saw a chocolate bunny, the Lindt bunny when I was a teenager and it looked rather exotic to my eyes: it could never substitute the Easter Egg on our Easter tables though. Some years ago while wondering in the street of a German town I saw a bunny mould: I bought it and I’ve had my Easter bunny since then. I’ve tried to make it in chocolate but with no good results until I made it my way: the Cake and the Rice Krispies Bunny.

Song: Octopus's Garden
What about walking in a Bunny's Garden?



see recipe:
http://time-for-cake-making.blogspot.it/2013/05/cake-twenty-four-bunnies-bunnies-bunnies.html