The recipe said to mush up an orange, skin and all, in a food processor until it resembles pulp and then add the pulp to the butter, egg and sugar mixture. No problem there for someone who doesn't like and use food processors (too many bits to clean, I find them a nuisance in the kitchen, not a necessity like many people!), out came the magic bullet....great invention. Pulped that orange in an instant.
Then once the mixture is in the tin, the recipe said to poke chocolate pieces into the mixture....gosh what a good idea...means the chocolate stays in chunks and is decadent to eat.
45 minutes later and the cake was complete, smelling very lovely and orangey.
Emma went to work yesterday morning with morning tea for all. I heard it went down very well accompanied by yoghurt and a coffee from nearby cafe, Ng.
I also shared the cake with my cycling buddy of the day and a friend popped in for a taste at lunch time.
This is what this cake making is all about. Sharing, enjoying something a little naughty in the nutrition department (although, nothing wrong with oranges!) putting on smile on someones face and a chance to sit and chat over coffee and cake.
The prodigal son returns next Monday from his adventures, so will be a chance to kill the fatted calf and also make him a welcome home cake! I think he would prefer a corona and fillet steak actually.

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