“When the Red Red Robin Comes Bob-Bob-Bobbin’ Along”
Our project’s staunchest supporter Paulette gave her verdict on the Lillian Roth Fig Cake this morning as we all nursed mighty hangovers after going to the superb “Class Club” at the Barbican. Her and hubby declared the cake to be nice but the fig filling to be “Most Peculiar”.
I’ll be staying at their gaff again tomorrow night prior to heading off up to Suffolk to dance on the grave of the lunatic year that was 2006 and we will attempt to rustle up another star recipe that may be somewhat less peculiar.
