gillpolack @ 2012-09-16T09:04:00

I made a honey cake yesterday, but was easily distracted (by everything - magpie brain was mine!) so I used the recipe. It somehow didn't work out. It's still a perfectly nice cake, but it's not the magic delight it ought to be. I woke up an hour ago, and Amy was asleep in L-space and I wondered if the mistake was actually using the recipe. So I finished up ingredients and made a second batch. It's in the oven, but the lick of leftover from the bowl suggests that it's a much, much better cake. All this demonstrates, I think, is that I cook much better without recipes and with only approximate measurements than with.

Amy is generously sorting my kitchen cupboards. They are so much better! I now have my scone trays back, and can make coffee in more styles. I've got rid of a few things that I really don't need and 1/3 of my kitchen is Actually Under control. Also clean. Yay for friends! Also, we talked Chretien a lot, so yay for Medievalist friends.

May I sleep again? No, I didn't think so.