I had assumed that I’d become immune to embarrassment, thanks to a long haul desensitisation programme courtesy of my husband. It just wasn’t humanly possible to blush every single time someone fell victim to his uninhibited candour (‘if I had feet like yours, I wouldn’t wear open-toed shoes’ springs to mind).
But for some reason, in his Basque terrorist guise when we went out to lunch today, he inadvertently excelled himself. Obviously I have nothing against Basque terrorists per se. After all, nobody can wear a beret quite like a Basque. And their food is beyond divine. Of course, they hit a low point when they started blowing things up, but nobody’s perfect. But the beret, a promotional gift from our local DIY store with their logo written across the front in BRIGHT RED LETTERS, proved to be a cringe too far. I appear to have become, amongst other things, a beret snob
This apple cake is as simple as it gets, but no less delicious for it and certainly nothing to be ashamed of; I’ve had enough shame for one week
2 large apples, peeled and sliced
handful of raisins
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
150g cane sugar
200g spelt flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon bicarbonate of soda
2 eggs, beaten
1 pot of yoghurt (125g)
75ml melted virgin coconut oil
75ml melted butter
Preheat the oven to 180°C. Poach the apples and raisins in a small amount of water. Add the cinnamon. Once the apples are soft (about 15 minutes), drain the excess cooking juice and set aside. Combine the sugar, flour, baking powder and bicarbonate of soda, then add the yoghurt, eggs and melted coconut oil and butter. Mix well. Stir in the poached apples and cook in a medium-sized cake tin for 30 minutes.