All across Yorkshire there's huffing and puffing as wooden spoons battle to beat sugar into butter,it's that time of year when our traditions and recipes of old are warmly welcomed into our homes, round and round the bowl we go with the little breaks inbetween to rest our weary wrists,flour,sticky syrup,eggs and tablespoons of cold tea wait to be added to the mixture along with bowls or rich dark fruits and spices and glossy glace cherries.
The oven has warmed the kitchen and O Holy Night rings out in the back ground 'Fall on your knee's oh hear the angels voices'....the lovely rich brown mixture is spooned into the waiting tins and popped into the warm oven for two and a half hours while the pots and bowls are washed up in warm soapy water,tommorow while shopping I will pop a bottle of sherry into my basket so our Christmas cakes can be pricked and soaked in the run up to Christmas and a little glass might be enjoyed by the fireside as the evening light begins to fade.
I hope you are all well and looking forward to your weekend,i hope it is kind to you what ever you may be up to? maybe be baking a Christmas Cake?
Will you join me next time for more tales and goings on from Shingle Cottage?