Thursday, November 05, 2009

Cake Fest

Marton WI held its AGM last night, here, around the kitchen table at my house.

There were only 11 of us so while it was a bit of a squeeze it was quite do-able and cozy. After the interminable business - the Minutes, the Committee, the Reports and the Financial Statements had been got out of the way we could get down to the real point of the evening. Eating cake.

It's true what they say about the WI I think - almost without exception members are damned fine bakers. If there was an Institute made up of 12 year old extra-terrestials, even their pastry would melt in the mouth and their Victoria sponges be as light as air. I'll bet the yummy mummies of the Clapham Common branch and the students from Goldsmith's College are no exception either. It's the way it is. It goes with the territory.

Last night then, when everybody brought a dish of food - savouries and desserts - we were in for a treat.

The little cheesecakes above were my contribution. They came from the Sunday Times 'Style' section - where I was so beguiled by the pretty picture that I took the trouble to tear out the recipe. I usually reserve an enormous amount of contempt for this part of the newspaper, considering it to be overly metro-centric and generally speaking full of tosh. If the truth were told the article accompanying my recipe probably falls into this category; viz: bijou London vintage couture shop serves cake to well-heeled fashionistas. I quote 'R. built a business from knowing what makes women feel good, so it makes sense that cakes and chocolate have filled the gap left by undies.' Blah. Blah. Blah.

Well, if there is any space in your undies, any slack at all, eating any more than a nibble of these innocent cakes will put paid to that.

Cream cheese, sugar, eggs, white chocolate and double cream - and here's the healthy bit - fresh berries - quantities as below: I made mine in little cup cake cases and the mixture made 24. Some bright spark can work out the calorific content of each. (Probably a chastening amount. Sigh) Gratifyingly they did end up looking very similar to the ones illustrated above and even if I say it myself tasted yummy. The sort of thing where one is not quite enough and two, too many.

And that was the trouble. Last night there were just too many things to try; a bit of this and a bit of that adds up to quite a lot. Worth it though. Well worth it.

11 comments:

snailbeachshepherdess said...

They look very special - your WI agm sounds sounds more like a gastronomic treat.

rachel said...

"Cakes and chocolate have filled the gap left by undies"?? Who wrote that drivel? Cakes and chocolate have created the blimp-like rolls that were once a lean lithe gap between tiny pants and delicate bra.

But who cares - good baking is good baking, and in my book, better than chocolate any day. And I have learned to love my upholstery-style undies....

Your evening sounded lovely, apart from the business part!

ChrisH said...

Despite being struck down with a chest infection I'm sure I could find room for two of those cakes!

Pam said...

Those little cakes look lovely! I bet I could eat two if I put my mind to it.

Wipso said...

Bring on the Bridget Jones's They look far too good not to try one. A x

her at home said...

Are there any leftovers? May I pop over for coffee and cakes.. or even just cakes...PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!Bretosn don't ahev WI stalls adn you are right no one does cakes like the WI!

Cait O'Connor said...

Your WI sounds very appealing!

Twiglet said...

Love those little chesecakes - all that fruit must be good for you!!!!

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Big Knickers and a rolling waddle would be a small price to pay !

elizabethm said...

They look wonderful. They are the kind of thing that gives the lie to my usual claim of not having a sweet tooth. I could eat one right now!

Frances said...

Those little cheesecakes just look scrumptious. I could eat the lot!

You are also reminding me that I do like to bake, and used to bake all round the year. There was even a time when I made my own bread.

My recurring alibi for not baking much beyond the annual Christmas cookie marathos just seems so lame, when I look at what is possible.

Got some free time coming up now, so you've inspired me to pre-set that oven, get in some butter and sugar, etc, and see what might happen.

Thank you! xo