Those Cakes We Like ... Are Ready To Invade Your Larder!
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa, and a Very Happy New Year too!

The Festive period is a time for tradition, and there are so many to choose from, many of which involve food and drink. Traditional Festive fare varies widely, from Stollen (but not like the 2020 election. Sit down, Donald!), to the Dickensian roast goose dinner, or the Coquito, a Puerto Rican drink made with coconut milk, spices, and rum. My favourite Festive Tradition is actually Welsh, and it does not involve the making or the eating of food — instead it involves deciding who gets to enjoy it. This particular tradition involves a battle to keep the contents of your Festive larder (and your alcohol). I speak, of course of the tradition of the Mari Lwyd, in which households are visited by the Mari Lwyd (a horse skull attached to a pole and carried by a man hidden under a sheet) and her merry band of followers who knock on the doors of local houses and request entry. The household is supposed to deny them entry, at which point a poetry or song battle commences to determine whether or not the Mari Lwyd gets to enter the house. Should the homeowner lose, the Mari Lwyd and her band of followers are permitted to enter the house and make merry with the contents of the larder and booze cabinet. Sadly, I am not Welsh, so I do not get to partake in this delightful Festive tradition.
A Little Slice of History
In a shocking twist, I am not going to give you the history of the recipe I intend to write about today, not when the Mari Lwyd offers a chance to explore the origins of this fascinating Festive tradition. Some of the earliest recorded mentions of Mari Lwyd date back to the 17th century, although it is entirely possible that the tradition is grounded in much older rituals.
The visiting of local households and the requesting of access to their larders during the festive period has a long history in Britain: Wassailing involved groups visiting their neighbours and offering a toast in exchange for food or gifts; carolling is the same thing only with a song rather than a toast, and the Victorian tradition for Boxing Day (December 26) involved masters gifting their servants with a box of gifts or food, or the rich giving food boxes to the poor.
Although associated with feeding strangers and the poor, the battle to gain entry and control of the larder also contains an element of the role swapping tradition of the midwinter festival, where on designated days social roles were reversed and household servants became the masters. This is a tradition which has its roots in the Roman festival of Saturnalia; it continued in Britain through the 14th century and gradually evolved into a myriad of similar traditions. These role swapping festivals spanned religious and secular settings and included the appointing of a choirboy to take on the role of the bishop for festive feast days associated with children, and the royal festival of the Lord of Misrule, where a minor court official or servant was appointed to preside over festive ceremonies and a jester was granted the use of a gibbet in order to perform mock executions of those who offended him. It is possible that the Mari Lwyd and her roving band of followers was another variation of the festive tradition of allowing the poor to seize power for a day of revelry.
The Cakes family don’t really buy into any of the religious elements of this particular time of the year, we tend to spend most of the holiday period at home, enjoying our own company and copious hot chocolates while watching Christmas movies. Food does play a large part in our Christmas routine though — you’d expect nothing less from me. One of the most iconic Christmas foods over here in the UK is the traditional Christmas cake, a rich and heavy fruitcake which is topped with marzipan and frosting. I’ve never been keen on the heavier variety (my grandmother’s Christmas cakes were legendary for their ability to crack tiles if dropped on the floor), so today I am offering you a lighter variation, suitable for enjoying as an afternoon snack alongside a cup of tea, or being frosted and decorated as a traditional Christmas dessert.
For those who ask Santa for a new pancreas for Christmas each year, the total amount of carbohydrates for this recipe (unfrosted) is 357.2g. It should comfortably serve 12 at 29.8g of carbohydrates per serving. The carbohydrates with frosting will depend on which frostings you use, and how much you cover it with.
Your Equipment
Digital kitchen scales
Mixing bowl and hand mixer, or stand mixer
Smaller mixing bowl (for beaten eggs)
Cake pan (8 inch round or 10 inch square)
Small saucepan
Cake board (if making the frosted version)
Your Ingredients

For the Cake:
115 g butter (softened)
115 g soft brown sugar (white sugar will work, but the cake will be paler)
2 eggs (beaten)
140 g self rising/raising flour
1 tsp baking powder
2 tsp mixed spice
1 tsp cinnamon
1 tbsp milk
80 g dried mixed fruit (currants, sultanas and citrus)
60g glacé cherries
1 tbsp soft brown sugar (or white sugar)
For the Spiced Syrup:
2 tbsp white sugar
2 tbsp water (you could use 1 tbsp of water and 1 tbsp of brandy if you prefer)
1 pinch each of mixed spice and cinnamon (approx ¼ tsp in total)
The Important Bit
Put on some appropriately festive clothing and stick on some seasonal tunes.
Grease your cake pan with a little extra butter and pre-heat your oven to 350F/180C.
In your mixing bowl or stand mixer, combine your butter (115g) and soft brown sugar (115g) until the butter is pale and fluffy (around 5 minutes on a medium-high speed should do it).
Slowly add your beaten egg to the butter and sugar mixture, keep mixing while you do this. When you’ve added half the egg mixture, add a heaped spoonful of the flour before continuing to add the rest of the egg — this will help to prevent the mixture from curdling.
Add the remaining flour, baking powder (1 tsp), mixed spice (2 tsp) and cinnamon (1 tsp) and fold this into the cake mixture. Now add your mixed fruit and glacé cherries and stir these through the cake mixture.

Spoon your cake mixture into your prepared cake pan, smooth the top and sprinkle it with 1 tbsp of sugar.

Place the cake into your pre-heated oven for 30 minutes if using the square cake pan, or 45 minutes if using the smaller, round cake pan. You can check the cake is cooked by inserting a wooden skewer, if it comes out clean then the cake is ready, if not, return it to the oven for a further 5 minutes and retest.
Place your cake to one side to cook while you make your syrup.
Place your sugar (2 tbsp) and water (2tbsp) into your saucepan along with the mixed spice and cinnamon (¼ tsp in total). Heat until it just starts to boil and then simmer for 1 minute. Remove from the heat.
Take the cake out of the cake pan and turn it upside down. If you plan to serve the cake without frosting, use a skewer to poke holes in the bottom of the cake and then pour the syrup across the bottom of the cake. Leave the cake to cool fully before slicing into 12 rectangular portions.

If you intend to cover the cake, place it onto a cake board with the flat side as the top. Use the syrup to brush the top and sides of the cake before covering it with thinly rolled marzipan (no more than ¼ of an inch thick). This can then be covered with either Fondant or Royal Icing (if using Royal Icing you’ll need to make it to a very thick consistency) and decorated with festive decorations of your choosing.

Now it’s time to enjoy your cake, unless you plan to save it and enjoy it with your family and friends over the Christmas period. Whatever you decide to do, all of us here at Wonkette would like to wish you happiness and good health this Festive period. And remember, if you see the Mari Lwyd at your door … be ready with some amazing poetry, or hide the cake!


Join me in the New Year for an indulgent treat - Sticky Toffee Pudding! Until then..
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I do love a great sticky toffee pudding!
I posted this kinda late yesterday, but Caeks and Daniel might find this fun. Daniel, I know you teach kids for a living, but it's volunteering for me.
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I certainly learned something today.
I'm helping a kid get set up with sketch, which is a nifty drag and drop programming thing. We need a parent or guardian there, because it needs email verification, and the kids are too young to have their own. We get through that and the kid next to her looks at me and whispers something. I can't hear what she's saying. So I say I'm a bit deaf and could she repeat it.
"Hot chocolate" - aha, she's glommed on to the fact that there's hot chocolate available. She's only seven. So of course I help and we go into the kitchen and get her sorted with some (good stuff too, Ghirardelli) but she also wants reddi-whip. So I find the can and she immediately sprays me with it and it's empty. Sad small child.
I get a coffee about five minutes later and find a new reddi-whip in the fridge. So I wander back in and show her so she bolts over to my desk and gets this spray stuff. The next thing I know I'm surrounded by small children like some kind of reddi-whip santa. The stuff is going everywhere. It's on me, it's on them, it's on the computer I'm using, it's on the desk - absolute chaos. I was just laughing. So once the vultures are satisfied, I clean up and think I'm gonna get some peace for a few minutes.
Welp, what I learned is, you don't hop up a load of kids on massive sugar bombs when they're trying to learn how to code. It hits them about fifteen minutes later when they're supposed to be learning this conceptual leap in programming but they can't concentrate worth shit, so for the next hour I'm going round helping these amped up nippers fix their shiz.
Lesson learned.
When I was a kid for five years Dad couldn't work due to his right arm being crushed in an industrial accident. He had to have multiple surgeries to repair it.
We lived on Dad's Social Security disability check and Mom went to work as a bookkeeper for GC Murphy's 5 & 10. Mom's paycheck and Dad's check was barely enough to keep us going so Christmas and New Years were penny-pinching.
Christmas dinner for us was 2 cans of La Choy or Chun King Chow Mein and two cans of the crispy noodles. Sure filled the tummy. New year's Mom bought 2 boxes of Chef Boyardee Spaghetti Dinners--one with meat and one with mushroom sauce. She made coleslaw on the side. Both of those dinners were around $2-3. But they got us thru hard times until Dad was able to get back on his feet and work thanks to successful surgeries.