The courgette glut shows no sign of abating. But I find that, when in doubt, bake cake. This week, courgette cake. People tend to wrinkle their noses at this point, which is a rare and, I’ll admit, dispiriting response to the offer of cake. But it’s just like a carrot cake really, only it took a different route in life and ended up somewhere, I think, more interesting. And once you taste it, I promise you’ll wonder what that uncertain, conservative nose of yours was doing a-wrinkling in the first place.
Let’s crack on then. (A brief post today because I’m off for a fortnight from tomorrow. So no blogs for a couple of weeks either. But, goodness, when I’m back have I got an exciting Autumn planned for us all. Starting with this.)