My midnight Fancies ….

For over a week now I’ve had this deep down dark longing, more than that actually, it’s a craving, a real need, It had Woken me from a deep sleep many times, late into the night Such was the calling, I had fought it off valiantly for well over a week, but now at the weekend I finally caved in, crashed, I’m weak and not ashamed to confess it.. I couldnt ignore the temptation a moment longer, not a millisecond….I slipped quietly from my still warm comfy bed, not even bothering to dress…..

What could be disturbing my nights so your wanting to know?(or there again maybe not)…..It’s that sweet seductive siren call of “The Cake” of course it is!😁, Its always been a weakness of mine, but for months now I fought it off. I’ve ignored its every torment, until 12:30 Saturday night.fatal!!!!!!!!!

I’m not foolish enough to keep cake in the house😁, that’s just asking for trouble, . So what was I going to do? , well like every sensible woman I know, you get up and make one of course right?, …I couldn’t be bothered to hunt down recipes, ingredients and faff about, that takes far too long….So I begin to Hunter gather in the wilds of my cupboards,

There’s very little in the way of Cake baking fixings, there’s actually little of anything but soup, every type of soup, a few tins of tomatoes, kidney beans ect, the basic tinned goods we all have glaring at us from the back of the dark gloomy recesses of our store cupboard, . Not I’m afraid the best cake making goodies….Not one solitary stray chocolate chip I could brush the hair and fluff off. No eggs, or dried fruit…😔🤔, this left me with a dilemma, a puzzle,

I wanted to be strong willed and slink off back to the warmth of my fleece covered bed, I know many of you more sane folks would have,,Again I open each cupboard in turn, with only two small cupboards, this does not!!! Take but a moment, I repeat the pointless exercise over and over, shivering in my shorts and t shirt. But unlike the dreamt of creamy cake batter, I won’t be beaten…..

Then I remember in the living room laying neglected and ripening fast were five bananas, . I know I have self raising flour, two of the main ingredients for Banana bread….but I don’t want bread 😡, I want cake, .no not just any cake but moist, sweet, sickly scrumptious, glorious Cake, i want to cram every last delicious crumb in my mouth and then lick my fingers, rummage down my cleavage for last lost morsels😁…..

So I go on searching for anything to bring about what I would need, or at least stuff I could make a facsimile of cake….the inner cake demons would not be hushed, they too wanted fed, they like me had one thing on their minds….after a more extensive and frustrated search, I found a few more possibilities…..Dates, Grated ginger, cinnamon, a dusty pot of brown sugar, plus lurking under some pitifully wilted salad leaves, lay a secret ingredient, one that may just help me pull this thing off…..Condensed tinned milk,….I shoved those salad leaves aside without a second thought and held aloft triumphantly the precious can.

Smiling now I began putting together the ingredients, squishing three large bananas, adding it to a cup and a half of self raising flour, vanilla extract, cinnamon, ginger, a dozen chopped dates, two spoonfuls of a long ago forgotten packet of banana Angel delight(pudding mix for our friends overseas, Half cup of Brown sugar, finally adding the can of condensed milk, even now the ingredients smelt lush, sweet and tormented my nose with promises to come….after stirring the batter well I looked about for my parchment paper to line my crock pot with. As I found it, I also found the sad remains of a bottle of brandy from Christmas long past…..in for a penny I thought, glugging the last drops in the batter……

I set the Crock pot on for three hours, but it was actually cooked in just over two, ….My tiny flat filled with the most Devine fruit scent, the chilled 3am air ripe with an over powering aroma of cake……I took my oval shaped cake from out of the Crock pot….setting it on the side to cool…I had every intention of leaving it a full 30 minutes, well that was the intention anyhow…😁, the reality was five minutes of pacing in the kitchen, until I could stand the wait not a moment more,

I cut into its warmth without a thought, i didn’t give a damn it was still hot, 3am, or that I should by right be asleep right now, I just carved out a huge slice , plopping it into bowl, topping the warm sponge like cake with a dollop of raspberry jam, this slowly oozed down the side, I crept quietly back to bed so as not to wake Jesse from his slumber, I looked guiltily across at his sleeping face, shrugged my shoulders briskly and put a spoonful of the warm cakey goodness in my mouth, as I shut my eyes the better to savour its longed for taste to perfection…..a voice out of nowhere says “what yah eating hun”?, . My eyes burst open and I look into a smiling face , my own burning at being caught red handed…. ” Nothing I say quietly” ” ok cake, good cake”, actually as I chew , my taste buds indulged and I realise this is indeed cake!, Very good cake 😁.xxx

Recipe……..

3 ripe Bananas……1 1/2 cups of self raising flour……tablespoon of Cinnamon,……..2x tablespoons of banana Angel delight( pudding mix)……tablespoon of ginger chopped…….half a dozen or more if you like of dates chopped or any dried fruit to hand, …..half a cup of sugar brown or white…..can of condensed milk, mix well Brandy optional….Cook on high in slow cooker for two to 21/2 hours…….Cool if you can wait that long unlike me of course……ps if you have Jam this is just glorious….pps, I will not be taking the blame for any weight gained …..but its worth it folks enjoy😁😁😁😁😁😁💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩