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By Anna, 26 January, 2012 6:42 pm

Firstly, sorry. To say I have been absent from my own blog is putting it mildly. It’s not that I haven’t thought about it, or any readers still out there in the ether, but life got in the way. Rather, a change to my life.

You see, I’ve lost 3.5 stone (49lbs), dropped 4 dress sizes and from starting c25k in April, am preparing for my first half marathon in three week’s time.

Yeah. Crazy. I’m a running fool. Love it. Can’t be without it. Even better? Now that I have the thyroxine at the right level and do all this running, I can eat cake. And bread. And pasta.

I. Love. Running.

I can eat cake without gaining weight.

Is miracle.

Also, our computer monitor went majorly up the creek and getting the colour right has been a mission. If the photos look very dreadfully wrong, do let me know.

So enough about me, let’s talk about this here cake. I got the magazine – Country Homes and Interiors (October 2011) – fourth-hand. I’ll be honest, it was a bit depressing looking at these spectacular places in the countryside with their achingly cool interiors and shabby chicness flung around, so I turned to the recipe bit. You know where you are with recipes. Doesn’t require a lottery win either. Or a grubby fling with a millionaire.

I chose it because it looked easy, simple and, well, filling. Nourishing. Not airy-fairy or full of cool, but solid and hole-filling.

Turned out to be one of the most flavoursome and delightful cakes I’ve made. Can’t recommend it enough.

Isn’t it just lovely when that happens?

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By Anna, 24 August, 2009 7:20 pm

This recipe from ‘GoodFood 101 teatimes treats’ has been nagging at me for a while. It felt like a cursed recipe, because every time I thought, yeah, I’ll make it, I couldn’t get any limes or they only had one left. Or worse, someone would say, ‘can’t you make … instead?’. Mostly, however, I had trouble with the limes.

If this was the 1980s, this would have been ideal for ‘Murder, she wrote’.  I would have contacted Aunt Jessica and I’m confident that when she began her investigation, there would be a sudden murder of a mutual friend of ours whom neither of us had ever mentioned.

And the solitary lime sat on the shelf would have been involved. At the end, we would be in the freeze-frame as we sipped mojitos with the cursed lime adorning our glasses as we grinned our blinding white teeth at each other for the beginning of the music. Oh how we laughed as we recovered from the grisly death of the mutual friend with startling speed.

Anyway, this is not the 1980s and I do not have an Aunt Jessica (and that’s a shame, because frankly, most of her ‘nieces’ were pretty well-heeled) but there you go. I acquired some limes. Game on.

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