In the last year or so, one of my good friends has gotten into baking. Until now I hadn’t seen any benefit to this whatsoever as not a crumb had passed my lips, but this past Sunday she came over, Rachel Allen’s Cake in hand, and we set about making this cake.
Yesterday was a glorious sunny winter’s day, perfect for a stroll around the Christmas market in Lille. I was never sure about the English fascination with foreign Christmas markets, it seemed like a hangover from the days when things like wine and cheese were actually cheaper across the Channel. Nonetheless, I rose bright and early yesterday morning, hopped on a bus and a few hours later we were in Lille.