I really REALLY wish there was somewhere near me that sold vegan cinnamon buns. Because I would be there every single frickin day. I need more baked goods in my life; its making me mentally unstable. Alas, the only place that has a baked good that’s close to a ‘normal’ pastry is Crosstown Doughnuts who have started doing Vegan Doughnuts every Fri, Sat & Sun. All other vegan places near me are very health focused and their baked goods are either in fact raw, or are made with buckwheat flour and there’s no dough in site.
I have yet to venture to Crosstown to try the Vegan doughnuts but the dough (via instagram) looks so bloody tasty, I need to get there ASAP. (You’ll be seeing an update on that very soon via my instagram.) If anyone knows of any good bakeries in central London near the Victoria/Westminster/Mayfair area, PLEASE let me in on it.
I made these cinnamon rolls with the intention to freeze them in order to sustain me during the week ahead, but they never made it even close to the freezer. I shouldnt be surprised as that’s typical me, but you can’t blame a girl for trying.
This recipe is actually really similar to your average cinnamon roll recipe, and it was really easy to create a vegan version. I gave one of my non-vegan friends one and she soon sent through a lovely text about how amazing they were and how you would have no idea they were vegan. Those kind of words make me so happy; to know that living a vegan lifestyle you don’t need to miss out.
So here you are; a cinnamon roll that both you and your non-vegan friends and family will love. Ssh don’t tell them its vegan and I 100% guarantee they wont even know.
It’s approaching that time of year when the sun retreats into the sky earlier and earlier, leaving us in dusky overcast light before we’ve even sat down for dinner. It’s the time when all you want it to do is hide under your covers every morning and leave the responsibilities shut outside where they can’t get you. Its the time when food becomes more than fuel for your body, it fuels your soul. You yearn for those familiar flavours, smells, comforts that somehow got forgotten over the past summer of raw salads.
I’ve been searching for a cake like this for a long time. A cake that you can throw together without much effort. A cake that has that envious gooey, shiny interior that we all thrive for in a chocolate cake. But most importantly for me, that deep rich dark colour. Nothing makes me ache more for a sweet snack than an intense dark brown crumb.
I can wholeheartedly admit to you that all I want after pounding the harsh concrete pavements of London and slugging through the rain is this. This isn’t a pretty cake. It’s not about that. This loaf cake is about cutting out the manners and getting straight to what you came for.
Although however raw, unrefined or informal a cake like this is; there’s still something ever so charming about it. It’s not a slice of cake that’s ‘too beautiful to eat.’ It practically screams at you to devour it. That said, unashamed, that’s what we shall do.
Continue reading “A rich dark and gooey Chocolate Cake for Autumnal nights”
If I could have pancakes every morning, I would.
Although, I don’t know if that ruins them a bit? I suppose that would ruin everything special if you could have it everyday. Christmas every single day of the year definitely wouldn’t be as exciting.
Pancakes are so amazing because I associate them with begin off work, relaxing and treating myself to some much needed indulgence. Ok, I’ve just completely contradicted myself. I change my mind.
If I could have pancakes every morning, I wouldn’t. Continue reading “Beurre Noisette Honey Crêpes”
Guess what today is. It’s my 1st birthday!
Not my 1st birthday; my blogs. That would be weird; a 1-year-old blogger. Weird but cool.
Anyway, so it’s my blogs 1st birthday. That’s really exciting and I wish I had remembered. I got a notification about it and immediately kicked myself for not preparing a cool birthday post. Like a massive stack of onion rings with a candle on top or something. Milkshake on the side. On the upside, honeycomb ice cream is a pretty damn delicious congratulatory treat. Continue reading “Honeycomb Ice Cream (GF)”
Word of warning: please don’t get angry at me when you eat all 30 of these cookies, warm from the oven, without feeling any remorse.
It’s totally worth it. I’m speaking from experience.
I need to go to some sort of meeting. Like chocoholics anonymous where we all sit down in a circle and discuss our many gorges that week. Continue reading “Rich, Dark, Double Chocolate Cookies”
I’m going to New York tomorrow.
It doesn’t feel like I’m actually going.
This is my excuse for how unprepared I am.
I haven’t packed. Continue reading “Caramel Nut Tart”
Everywhere you go you’re bombarded by scenes of picture perfect families and glossy turkeys sitting atop beautifully set dining tables. Smiles all round. Oversized red baubles hanging overhead, engulfing the streets in glimmering lights.
And it’s really difficult not to get caught up in it all really. However much the brisk breeze sends chills over your cheeks, it isn’t winter yet.
Slow down. Chill. Continue reading “Baked New York Cheesecake”
I’ve been waiting for this for quite a long time.
Ginger, Clove, Cinnamon.
It’s that fuzzy feeling you get inside when you hear those jolly festive songs.
Yes, you know it. I’m in my bathroom every night blasting christmas cheer from my iPad, dancing in the shower. Yes, in November. Continue reading “Ginger Treacle Cookies”