The miracle of microwavable cake!

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When my older brother and I were in undergrad together at Washington University in St Louis, I used to take him grocery shopping with my mom's credit card.  I was always a little appalled (and admittedly a weensy bit envious) at the things he'd chuck into the cart: frozen pizzas, chocolate milk, canned whipped cream, more frozen pizzas/breakfast sandwiches/soft pretzels.  And, one time, some sort of packaged chocolate gloop that theoretically turned into cake when you add water and put it in the microwave.

Snickerdoodles in our new flat

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We moved into our new flat over 6 weeks ago, but the new, working replacement for our broken oven only arrived last week. So I'm sure you can imagine how much I'd been dying to bake, and the fact that I was denied only made me fantasize harder about tarts and pies and cookies and cakes.

So when the new oven was installed, I immediately started thinking about what would be my christening baked good. I settled on Snickerdoodles, because the cookies here all seem a little too sweet for my taste, and i just wanted something cinnamon-y and soft and subtle, without chocolate (I know, blasphemy).

Sooooo, a bit more of a wait...

Pin It We moved into our new flat 2 and a half weeks ago, thrilled to have a kitchen with enough space for my boyfriend's culinary forays and my baking obsession, only to find that our oven is broken and the hob knobs (ha, only British people will get that pun) have had all the info scrubbed off them. So I've had to put off baking for a little longer, and for now we're just making pasta etc by feel (literally, we turn on one of the knobs, then hover a hand over the hob to feel where the pot should go), which is a bit dangerous but works.

Hopefully we'll get our new oven soon, and I can start spending all my (little) money on silicone baking trays! I'll keep you apprised.