Wrapped up in Marzipan
this ever special bake
isn’t a mince-pie
that’s something that isn’t a flan
but definitely what you would call a cake
filled with fruit that’s full of flavour
and perfect for all the family to try
a pudding that everyone will savour
Salford 19 September 2019
#fowc #nebulous
Noted – you’re in a bit of a haze over this…but
every cloud has its silver lining
born out of a culinary experiment that went amiss
up to the adding of the popping candy, everything
looked fine – till the batter mix leaped
out of the pan and landed on the ceiling
up you look, as a cosmic array appears above
should you leave it there ? or clean it up ? – That’s up to you.
#Fowc #Food # Turnover
Salford 15th April 2019
A tale of an Apple Turnover
This is a bit of a wonder
Undeniable – the baker is a bit of a marvel
Ripe apples transformed into a take home delight
Nice eaten hot with custard
Or cold with a bit of icecream
Varieties exist – some are spiced and others have sultanas in them
Everyone enjoys them as a breaktime treat –
Rows of delicious pastries leave, as fast as they are baked
#Threewords #Food #Baking
8th September 2018
I was never a fan of almonds as a child
come to think of it – i never liked any nut if it was still in its shell.
it might have had something to do with the way you could never break them open
after the joys of unwrapping presents and the christmas lunch there was always the pain of cracking them open with a small hammer
and the feel of shards of broken shell inside your mouth.
So i avoided them in my youth – picking them out of my portions of fruitcake, watching what kind of fudge i was eating – that kind of thing.
Marzipan was public enemy No 1
even the favorite chinese was scrutinised for the phrase “May contain Nuts”
funny thing was i’d eat everything else – even chillis in a curry.
Till one day coming home from college – i’d entered a cafeteria nearby for a warm drink before catching the tram home. I liked the look of the cake in the display so i ordered a piece….”Almond and Raspberry Bake ?” – The chef asked
Errr…”Yes Please”….I Paused….”Just a small slice”
My mind got transported to being ten again. I’d just ordered edible dynamite.
The hot chocolate wafted under my nose….I couldn’t leave it
I broke off a bit with the fork and swiftly started to eat,
It was different to my childhood memory – not grainy or sharp – and what’s more – it was sweet….with the raspberry jam, it was like eating a raspberry sponge…and it made the hot chocolate taste nicer in a way
By the time i’d finished my drink – the plate in front of me was empty
The edible dynamite – hadn’t exploded
So i paid my bill – and decided to celebrate
“Can i have another slice of that – for the way home please ?”
the mercury rose again today
over at the campsite….they don’t need a match
just a circle of stones baking in the mid morning sun
plonking the pan on top and waiting
waiting for the small drop of oil
to start sizzling.
in the kitchen
magic is performed
as
yellow butter
white sugar
brown flour
some eggs
and mixed fruit
join together in harmony
with the aid of nutmeg, cinnamon and mixed space
popped in the oven
and left to combine
they jump about in the warm
and become solid or baked
forming a most wonderful substance
a cake.
A San-San By Brian F Kirkham (Inky)
The branches against the household wall
holds fruit that’s ripening for a pie
blackberry stems bring fruit with flavour this season
that answers to the pastries call
over with envy the birds do fly
could this be why it cooks with haste ?
depriving the feathered hunters a reason
to head for the window to grab a taste
Written by Brian F Kirkham for the Apprentice prompt 7/5/2017
Flour strewn across the table
cocoa liberally cast on the floor
cinnamon dust lines the air
cutting through the icing sugar fog
And through the icing sugar mist
the young lad who’s eager to learn
emerges to grab his bosses attention
he was watching as the sugar burned
but alas, he grabbed the oven door top
and as the door of the oven started to drop
he realised there wasnt enough water in the mix
as his cake creation put him in a fix
A cloud of sugary dust appeared
igniting to light his hair and his beard
apprentice or novice – his boss he was swayed
to call the number of the fire brigade
#coloryourworld #cyw #cerise
Chosen for its vibrant pinks
each rose, beautifully set against white royal icing
red in some ways, more deep pink in others
it’s vibrancy happily cheers “Hello!”
some might say cherries might have been a better decoration, but
everyone agrees – its perfect for a mothers day tea.
Sat on the table,
with a note by its side
“Do Not Touch” – Says the label
that’s by the cake on the table
prepared by nephews, nanna and me
for little sisters birthday tea
But it looks so nice there – sat on its own
hungry Horace is a sneaking – but his cover is blown
he wonders into a very sweet dream
pondering chocolate and fondant and cream
Temptation makes him into the kitchen stray,
but Grandad’s in sitting room – and watches him sway
“No – one will know” , says Horace to himself,
till Grandad enters kitchen – putting cake on the shelf!!!
