Cooking 9/10ths of the time

Loaves. They are the dullest member of the cake family. So dull that they usually require butter just to liven them up. They border on being good for you. Some people put nuts in them, I am totally against that - I believe, without fact checking of any kind, that nuts in loaves are against the Geneva Convention.  This divine little creature that I'm about to furnish you with is a sort of loaf, but don't move to the next blog, don't, don't. Stay here, I will account for all this loaf lauding nonsense. It's loaf-y, but does not require butter and I generally ice this sucker as well. Because I'm a rule breaker. People make rules and I snap them over my knee and laugh. And then rub my knee. Artists impression of the finished loaf cake. Ok - a piece of business : Pre heat your oven to 180 and they reckon that you need to double line an 18cm square tin. I single lined a 20 cm one, so there you go -  worked fine. What was their issue? Now, don't get disc

I always wanted to be one of those parents who was going to cook with their child and not care about mess or fuss, you know the type, they laugh when batter hits the ceiling - everything is Ok for that parent. If you know me, then you know that I was never going to be that parent. Never. I cook all the time with Gabe, I let him hold the eggs for a second. I let him mix the ingredients, heavily supervised, and I let him put the paper cupcake patty things in the tray. Then I rearrange them so that the colours are evenly dispersed. Today I decided to be the other parent. The one that laughs at food related mess and doesn't bat an eyelid at rampant disarray. That's right people, I decided to be Fun Mummy. Fun Mummy chose gingerbread - lots of kid related activity in that - and lets face it, what's nicer then tastefully decorated gingerbread. Nothing, that's what. Nothing. Gabe, enjoying some Fun Mummy largesse.  The first thing about Fun Mummy (FM) is that she do