* apologies to Mr Wordsworth, but I couldn't think of a better title...
Foraged
So I was thrilled when a work colleague presented me with this treasure trove of Saffron Milk Caps he'd foraged. The botanical name is lactarius deliciosus, and deliciosus they are. Quickly fried in butter, parsley and garlic and served with a chunk of crusty no knead bread.
The perfect savoury antidote to a chocolate filled weekend. My colleague did very kindly divulge their location, under a cone of silence, and I'm sworn to secrecy, otherwise, he WILL have to kill me. I'll be heading to this secret spot next time it rains, on a foraging stealth mission myself, well, with a little helper or two. Can't wait!
Cupcake dance
Another successful Mothers Market finished and I'm pooped! Hundreds of cupcakes baked, sold, eaten and enjoyed.
I love being at the market, it's so gratifying watching people's reactions to cupcakes.... "Oh how gorgeous"....."Aren't they sweet" .... "Ooh I must have some." They bring a smile to everyone's face. But the ultimate is when a customer does the cupcake dance, which happens after taking a bite, and they feel compelled to dance on the spot, while moaning mouthfuls of mmm...good...ooh... That is super special.