Land O' Cakes

These beauties come from the Domäne Mechtildshausen - which is a pretty cool place. It provides employment for young people with difficult pasts (and for a lot of adults too), it's a working farm-bakery-organic supermarket-butcher-coffee-shop-restaurants-and-overnight-accommodation place.

I like it for the bread and the cakes. The cakes here are : a raspberry and cream gateau thing that was beautifully light and sadly lasted only about a minute, a carrot cake complete with marzipan carrot, an Engadiner style nut torte and a good old fashioned apple tart. They tasted pretty good.

I was going to say that it's an expensive place but I got these 4 cakes and a lovely big loaf (3 Seed bread - magic) for 10 Euro. That's not so bad.

Other news is that you should be glad you weren't here this morning. I came downstairs to feed Moot and upon exiting the living room I casually stubbed three toes on the door frame. It was a beauty - white pain was all I could see and I had one of those slow motion "I can't believe I did that" "Yes, well, you did do it" "My goodness* that flipping** well hurts" internal conversations. However, I manfully choked back the bellow growing within. There is no sympathy at Moot O Clock.

I think I deserved a cake after that.

* & ** Other more effective pain-relieving expletives were used