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Heres one I made earlier: Cypriot Semolina Cake

Where on earth does the time go? Over a week without posting here- oops! I didnt intend for that to happen, though I knew last week would be busy, what with starting a new job and schoolwork piling up (and no, I dont mean just baking for my classmates). Apart from my planned Valentines dinner (Danas lasagne went down a treat- you really must try it), my meals recently have been a mix of old standbys and fridge-cleaning experiments. Read more

Pear and Maple Syrup Cake

I should begin with a caveat: Im not really one for birthday cakes. Oh, I like eating them alright, but I rarely make the things, for myself or anyone else. I wish I could be like Deb or Dana, both of whom take the birthday cake tradition seriously, whipping up multi-layered, lusciously iced concoctions for their loved ones. Or even like my sister, who made a tasty, if untraditional orange bundt cake for her 30th this year. For heavens sake, I dont even think Ive ever even made a birthday cake for my boyfriend, though I have produced several batches of much-appreciated birthday brownies. Read more

Until we meet again: Strawbuckle

Eeek, Thursday already! How did that happen? Ive been busy with a freelance photography job this week, and between that and getting ready for my upcoming Italian break, Ive barely had a moment for blogging. Any second that wasnt spent taking, uploading or editing photos was automatically bookmarked for restaurant research, laundry and last-minute purchases. Do we think four bottles of sunscreen is enough for five days? Read more

For no reason at all: Coffee-Ginger-Pistachio Cake

Coffee-Ginger-Pistachio Cake

This blog is such an enabler. Here I am, in the middle of my early-summer yikes-its-skirt-and-tank-top-weather-when-did-that-happen? health kick, and finally sticking to a running schedule for the first time in months, and what do I do? Bake, of course. Why? Because my blog needs sweets. Read more

A different shade of green: Lime Coconut Yogurt Cake

Lime Coconut Yogurt Cake

There was no farmers market around here yesterday; cancelled due to the 30th annual London Marathon. Usually, I welcome this once-yearly break from the norm and watch the festivities from my living room windows. But this year I slept through the whole thing, and didnt even have the possibility of fresh veg to cheer me up after. Read more

Another exception: Blueberry Swirl Pound Cake

Blueberry Swirl Pound Cake

Every Christmas morning, my mum or sister will bake blueberry muffins. A strange choice for the time of year perhaps, but theyre made with frozen berries that Mum buys, freezes and hordes during the warmer months. For me, the origin of the berries is a moot point; my disinclination for cooked fruit means that I get two muffins made especially for me- before the offending berries are added. Oh, how I love my blueberry-less blueberry muffins. Read more

Baked and beautiful: Peach and Blueberry Pie

peach and blueberry pie

Ive already mentioned my dislike for cooked-fruit desserts here on Kitchenist. Its the texture: fruit should be crunchy (apples), or crisp (grapes), or at the most pleasantly yielding (bananas), but never a soft, mushy mess. Try as I might, Ive never been able to get over this hangup. As a consequence, pies have been off the menu for most of my life. Sure, Ill take a lemon meringue one or a yummy chocolate version, but an old-fashioned apple pie? Forget it. Read more

Strangely familiar: Lemon and Semolina Buttermilk Cake with Fresh Strawberries

cr?me patisserie and cake

noted on the weekend that I havent been posting many desserts lately, and vowed to step up my game. True to my word, I got right to it yesterday; I was in a cake-baking mood and had some berries from the market, so a strawberry-topped cake seemed just the thing. Read more

As nature intended: Strawberry Mascarpone Tart

strawberry and marscapone tart

Those of you who follow my Sunday shopping posts will know that Ive been buying a lot of strawberries lately. I can never resist them at the market- all plump and red and juicy, mocking me with their deliciousness. Well ok, maybe theyre not mocking me, exactly, but it does seem that they have some particular hold over me. And a little fruit personification never hurt anyone, right? Read more