This week more than any other, I’m glad I have embraced Hygge. Candles are lit all round the living room, brightening up these awful, sad, grey days. My handmade berry wreath is still looking fresh and I’m appreciating it’s rustic charm. These small details are making my home a nurturing, restful, peaceful place to escape from the realities of the world.
And I’ve been baking again. Cake seems to make everything better, at least for a while. And this one is made to comfort. To provide the boy with a treat when he gets in from school and the husband a much needed pudding after a long hard week at work. It is quite rich, but lovely warm with cream.