This is a journey far into my childhood – marble cake was the first I ever baked, with the help of my mum at first, but soon all on my own. I was nine or ten probably at that time. Or was it eleven, twelve? I don’t remember exactly.
And Marble cake is what I choose to inaugurate my new oven in my new kitchen which is still in the process of being installed – a process that takes a long time due to inabilities of the furniture retailer I bought the kitchen from. From a profitability perspective, my kitchen is a total disaster for those guys, but this is not my fault but their own. They keep forgetting and breaking things during installation and have to come back to fix it. After three attempts, it’s still not yet done. They will visit me once more (minimum) as two details are still missing.
BUT this does NOT stop me from inaugurating my oven with those lovely little marble cakes. YUMM-YUMM 🙂
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