I don’t know where this lack of cooking enthusiasm is coming from. The freezing house? The short daylight hours? The convenience of eating out? Or this mind-stagnating phase of knowing that we’re moving. Again. To somewhere far.
I wanted cake, but didn’t want to follow a recipe — this baking challenge happened, using whatever I had.
Purely experimental, this ugly dark chocolate loaf looked the part but fell short on taste. Nothing a scoop of ice cream can’t fix.