The making of this was such a joy. It is one of the those cakes, that is a labour of love. When you are baking one, you are BAKING one!
But the smell, the processes of creaming, melting chocolate, measuring (tsps of the most delicious vanilla extract....with seeds....hmmmmmm. Smells of softness) and icing in long smooth, swoops of a palette knife.
Its like meditation in motion.
And just look at these faces....
You know you have made something deliciously soothing, moreish and a little sublime.
(thankyou Nigella....AGAIN....Chocolate Fudge Cake....which NB is such a prosaic name for a cake so marvellous!)