
If cakes had feelings, this one would be traumatized. I made this cake at my parents’ house, 170 miles from where it finally met its end. To expand, I constructed this in Shropshire on Sunday for my housemate’s birthday, which … Continue reading
If cakes had feelings, this one would be traumatized. I made this cake at my parents’ house, 170 miles from where it finally met its end. To expand, I constructed this in Shropshire on Sunday for my housemate’s birthday, which … Continue reading
The blueberry cake has become something of an infamous event between my good friend Hannah and I. One cold rather miserable day, I decided to host a tea party; scones, cakes, leaf tea, the lot. Though some would say this … Continue reading