Good lord, what an almighty faff this has been! Making a Battenberg cake didn’t sound that hard, I admit, and it hasn’t exactly been terrifying, but a thoroughly frustrating business that has revealed all manner of holes in my housekeeping skills!
I meant to do it a week ago. Didn’t have the ingredients so made a list of what I needed. Next day went to the shops, but forgot the list. The day after: finally managed to buy the ingredients. Great, I thought, I will bake it tomorrow. But the weekend came and went, with alas no spare 3 hours to attempt Battenberg. By the 6th day, I was determined. Looked again at the recipe. Oh bugger. I don’t have the right sized cake tin. Oof. Never mind. Borrowed one from a friend. Started assembling ingredients. But hold on – I don’t have enough eggs! How can that be?? I checked all the ingredients only last Thursday…. Oh. We ate the eggs for tea last night. Bugger again. Assembled everything but the eggs; eggs to follow…
Finally, got eggs, got tin, got everything – and spent a peaceful couple of hours in my kitchen, radio on, baking and assembling, nibbling the offcuts, sticking all the bits together – et voila!
I took it along to a play date, to the astonishment of friends who are more accustomed to me turning up with a packet of Happy Shopper digestives (at best!)
All in all I am quite pleased with that one. Which is lucky as I could be eating it for weeks, since no one else in my house will touch it. Grrr.