A few months ago, gripped by baking fever, I purchased Mary Berry's Baking Bible. I quickly decided to embark upon a mission to bake everything in the book, and turn myself from an occasional baker into a bit of an expert. My Grandad Ern was a Master Baker by trade; the man responsible for introducing Danish Pastries to England in fact, and I wish it had occurred to me to spend more time learning from him, rather than simply enjoying the fruits of his effortless labours. This project is almost a way of making amends for that; I'd like to follow in his footsteps (if not in my career, at least as a hobby) and continue the proud heritage of baking in my family.
I credit my friend Rachel with the idea to write a blog about my baking exploits, hoping that there will be more successes than failures as I attempt all 213 of the Queen of Baking's recipes.
So as not to bore the husband with a monotonous diet of sponges, followed by weeks of biscuits, I've decided to tackle the recipes by selecting the first bake from each chapter, followed by the second recipe and so on. I'm not going to pick and choose; I'm determined to face my baking demons and learn how to do everything baking-related, even if the consequences are disastrous!
Everything will be photographed, with comment about how I found baking it, and a husband rating (to be taken with a pinch of salt as he has a very selective cake-tooth).


Monday, 21 April 2014

Elizabeth's First Birthday Cake

Just had to post this as it was my first attempt at doing a 'proper' iced birthday cake. I wanted to be a brilliant mummy and make my daughter's cake myself, even though I have very little experience of decorating cakes (that's my next project once this one's completed!). I used Mary's Victoria Sandwich recipe, filling the cake with buttercream and lemon curd, and then wrestled with the ready-made fondant icing. I'd bought the stuff you needed to mix with water, and spent ages with my Mum trying to roll it out without it sticking to the surface. After failing miserably at this, we resorted to using the ready-to-roll stuff, which looked like it was going to go the same sticky way. However, with a bit of help from husband wielding a spatula, I managed to get it onto the cake. I'd also bought some coloured icing and a cutter kit, so got all polka dot-tastic and made a lovely spotty cake for the special little lady. She was a bit bemused by the whole thing, and didn't eat much of it, but the rest of us enjoyed it, ultra sugary, ultra sweet icing and all (which husband duly peeled off). I now need to buy one of those smoothing things to get a less bobbly finish...

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