Free parkin

[muckefuck]

To my surprise, since it struck me as being basically less-interesting gingerbread, the parkin cake was a big hit at the Guy Fawkes party. It was easier than easy to make--just be prepared to slop up your kitchen a bit with blackstrap molasses. Here's a page with 33 recipes, not one of which is one I used, since that came straight out of the Joy of Cooking. (I wanted to try the recipe with the beer in it, but "two-and-a-half pounds of treacle" stopped me dead in my tracks.) Apparently, the cake is "better after a week", so I'm holding onto a piece to try again in a few days.

Last night, e. brought over a flan and, in the absence of bunj, I felt honour-bound to eat his portion. It's difficult going through life with such a developed sense of fraternal duty, but somehow I manage.

Comments

[owenthomas.livejournal.com]

See, that's a reason to live in Chicago, right there. Spontaneous provision of desserts by e.

[innerdoggie.livejournal.com]

The parkin cake was excellent, as was the conversation about treacle vs. molasses. Thanks for bringing it!

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

So what do you plan to do with all your chestnuts now? Marrons glacés? Montblanc? Velouté de lentilles aux marrons?

[innerdoggie.livejournal.com]

I was thinking of a soup if I can dig up the recipe. But maybe I'll just snarf 'em all down as fast as I can and say grrrr to anybody who tries to stop me.

[bunj.livejournal.com]

Dude, I heard about the eating of the flan. Apparantly a few well placed words were all that stopped you from eating a fifth piece. I am equal parts proud and envious. Thankfully, I can take comfort in leftover tiramisu (homemade, natch).

[teapot-farm.livejournal.com]

Parkin is a scary substance, especially the full-on Yorkshire farmer version that is bitter and almost unchewable. I think I have my great-grandma's recipe somewhere, but I've never dared make it.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Give it to us. We dare!