I’m destined to always start the New Year on the wrong foot. Nearly 4 years ago Bump wasn’t playing ball, and didn’t appear til January 8th, so we are bound to a life of always needing copious amounts of cake when all around are dieting.
Plans are afoot. Books are being flicked through. The boy is having his first ever not-just-cousins (much as we love cousins!) party and some of his little mates from Montessori are coming. He is involved in the choosing of friends and of cakes. He has sophisticated tastes and landed upon a Strawberry & Marscapone number from the Like Mam Used to Bake cookbook. I’ve decided that I want to enjoy that one in a languid fashion and not with 10 grabby little hands nearby. So I’ve settled on a pirate ship cake, inspired by Bumbles of Rice and I’ve ordered some Jake & the Neverland Pirates partyware. (Cunning plan to reuse some of it for someone else’s 2nd birthday…)
Besides that there’ll have to be something not too bad for them – I’m thinking popcorn, fruit salad and cheese straws. Kids are mad for breadsticks so these cheesey ones won’t go astray. I also have a bean dip recipe that if ignored by children should keep me and husband’s energy levels up.
Then of course, there’s his actual birthday which is midweek and cannot go unmarked in ‘school’. His teachers are wise to my baking, and will be expecting something to appear I’m sure. I’m going with tried and tested Rice Krispie Marsbies which appeared in tray bake form last year as his actual cake.
I’ve made the list, and have disgusted myself by the requirement for a kilo of butter for all these endeavours. Healthy eating starts the day after the party!
The reason I tell you this is for a twofold motivational reason: If I tell the internet I’m doing something, then I’d better follow through. So here you have it: I’m recreating Bucky in chocolate cake, and if I eat a mountain of baked goods I’ll be fine because I’ve also signed up to do a half marathon in a couple of months.
Wish me luck & check in again to see the results!