Jane Austen Cake
Peace on a plate.
A little while ago I treated myself to quite the nicest slice of cake I have ever eaten, and the most divine hot chocolate. Just look at that - have you ever seen anything so beautiful?
Fancy plates and cutlery, silver jugs and the works, which for some reason made me feel all a bit Jane Austen - as if I might need shortly to head home for a lie down and thence to practice the pianoforte and do some needlepoint, or fret about my dance card for the ball.
This moment came back to me this week as life, work and everything flew by at a breakneck velocity and completely drained my mental batteries.
Made me wish I could escape to the tranquillity and elegance of a bygone age and tea-room Laduree Dublin to experience this moment all over again.
Instead, I’m just going to sit here and meditatively salivate over the delicious strawberries and vanilla cream, and envelop myself in the silent depths of the darkest, thickest hot chocolate.
You can have your cake, and eat it.
And relax into the (if you’re in the UK) Bank Holiday weekend❤️
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