Getting Baked

It's the Easter Holidays, My best mate is in Hong Kong and the other is in London.

So let's get baked! (No cannabis available.)

I'm only making cakes and biscuits. I reckon this is a good time to dig out pictures of my previous bakes. For some reason, I feel better baking in the warmer times of the year. (Then again my house is cold all year round. Cool in the summer, bloody cold in the winter.)

These are a variation on the ever popular Pinwheel biscuits. Along the chocolate swirl, there are actually chocolate. *Shock! Horror!* I used dark chocolate as the biscuits are already pretty sweet. My boyfriend's a fan of these.

Happy Birthday, Mum! Being a chocoholic, It was only natural to make her a chocolate cake. Followed a recipe from one of my many chocolate cook books from Christmas. (A hint, perhaps?) This cake was dense and having truffle icing didn't help its cause.

You can't be Chinese and not make something that's not Chinese, right? No? Ah well. Anyway, these little biscuits are Peanut Cookies or 花生饼. Crumbly to the point of annoyance. But these were praised and enjoyed my my Granny and Grampa. "Just like the ones in Hong Kong." Felt warm and fuzzy when they said that. These are more like a nutty shortbread.

Happy Birthday to my annoying little sister (Who's taller than me.) This chocolate ice cream cake was a bitch to cut through. (Let alone sticking candles in. (Poor, yet good looking, waiter had to get an ice pick to get through the thick layer of chocolate.)) Used up an entire tub of Carte D'Or ice cream.

An attempt to making the seemingly impossible Chinese egg tarts. The guys in the Chinese bakery trade are way more than reluctant to give tell of the secret to egg tarts. So in comes the good old Trial, Error and Bulls**ting! Not bad, eh?

Cupcakes is the answer to EVERYTHING. Just got a new cookbooks dedicated to cupcakes at that time. So.. much.. sugar! SUGAR!!!

"Did someone say Disaronno?!" Quoted by our marzipan loving Wardy. (Click on his name for his blog.) Yes. Unfortunately he never got to taste these. They were eaten before he could break into my house. Woo! (Few weeks later, the bottle of Disaronno was mysteriously depleted.)

Another added to the Disaronno collection. Having the faint smell of almonds and the icing packs the punch of the liquor, these are a massive hit with my drunken Disaronno loving friends.

Om nom nom nom. I'm quite surprised I don't weigh 18 stones right now.