Entering the kitchen with an Ocado haze,
a Nigella recipe and the best intentions,
I adopt a determined culinary gaze
to begin the creation of this confection.
Sugar, flour play nicely; a flick of the whisk;
eggs slop in easily – this is all low risk.
My mix is smoother than a seducer’s patter.
Time to introduce tin to Mr Handsome Batter.I adopt a determined culinary gaze
to begin the creation of this confection.
Sugar, flour play nicely; a flick of the whisk;
eggs slop in easily – this is all low risk.
My mix is smoother than a seducer’s patter.
Fruit touches on top, and oven on –
but it’s while twirling the piping bag
Berry’s baking conscience starts to nag.
I look. A collapse. Cake gone wrong.
All I’m left with is wreckage, a soggy bottom.
Domestic God status? File under forgotten.
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