As Daddy is cealiac and neither of us drink any alcohol, buying a wheat free, gluten free, alcohol free Christmas Cake is no easy task. Unless you go to Marks and Spencers, were they have a jolly nice one and for a fairly reasonable price too. Anyhow it worked out easier for me to just make my own Christmas cake. Following the very old Kenwood Mixer Recipe book that came home from my Nans (I am also hoping to bring home the woodwork book, the family Bible and a couple of other cookbooks in the future. Each of the books means something important to me so it's not just because they are vintage and probably cost a fortune!). I have made various other things in Ken since that first Christmas cake (I find that Ken makes my Yorkshire Batter mixture very nicely) but it is always when I make a Christmas Cake that I feel that Ken is at his best.
I love making Christmas Cake. The tingle in your nose as you smell the mixture of spices, the heaped pile of glistening fruit ready to be folded into and covered by a golden cake batter and the logic behind the order of what to do what in. It's not surprise, to me at least, that I like cooking because of the lists. I like writing lists and what better list than details of ingredients and the method in which to make a cake?
I love Ken. I love the noise he makes when he is gently mixing. It is a purring sound, a sound that isn't jarring like some of the more modern mixers. I love that he still has a smell that reminds me of my childhood and making cakes with my Nan. I know that Kenwood Mixers last for years. I am hoping that the memories that I have of my Nan and Ken will be similar to the memories that I create with Top Ender and Baby Boy with Ken..