This gluten free orange bundt cake is both easy to make and ridiculously satisfying to eat. It definitely has that old fashioned dessert vibe, that takes you back to your best childhood memories. Infused with plenty of orange flavour from the orange zest and juice, this gluten free bundt cake is moist, buttery and utterly scrumptious.
Bundt cakes. Such a strange thing, aren’t they?
Tell someone you’ve made a bundt cake and all you’ll be met with are blank stares. A what cake? And it’s surprisingly difficult to explain the concept of a bundt cake. The conversation usually goes something like this:
“I’ve made a bundt cake.”
“A what cake?”
“A bundt cake. It’s a cake with a hole in the middle.”
“So… a donut?”
“No. It’s a bundt cake. A cake. With a hole. In the middle.”
“Huh. Never heard of it. What’s the point of the hole?”
(At this point, you usually start feeling the urge to bang your head against the nearest wall.)
“It’s… it’s… Oh for goodness’ sake, just google it.”
These homemade gingerbread marshmallows are a revelation. Easy to make, they truly (truly) taste just like gingerbread – there’s the molasses, the cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg and cloves. So… the taste is there, and the texture – pure marshmallowy goodness! Perfect with some hot chocolate, they also make a tasty DIY Christmas gift.
You know how I said I don’t trust marshmallows? Well, I’m a marshmallow convert.
Now, let me clarify. I’m a homemade marshmallow convert. The store-bought ones still give me the heebie-jeebies… but the homemade version. HOLY. COW. They’re amazing.
A wonderfully simple recipe for wonderfully chocolate-y melt-in-the-mouth taste explosions known as raw vegan chocolate truffles. As an added bonus, these lovelies are also gluten- and refined sugar-free. Their a-h-mazing looks have nothing on the finger-lickingly delicious taste.
So, Christmas has come an gone (I hope you’ve all had an absolute blast!) and now New Year is rapidly approaching. And with the New Year, there inevitably come… New Year’s resolutions. But: can we just not this year. Seriously, please don’t. Why do we pin so much importance onto a completely arbitrary day in the year? I mean, it’s just a calendar, folks! Do we really need a piece of paper to tell us how to live? Sure, if you’re under about 15 years old, New Year’s Eve is so totally cool because you’re allowed to stay up ’til midnight… or maybe I’m just too old and it’s actually only cool if you’re under ten? I don’t know.
Satisfyingly dense and chewy, but at the same time somehow also airy and crumbly, these quick gingerbread cookies combine all the best cookie characteristics. Incredibly flavourful from the warming spices and molasses, they taste like the very essence of Christmas. On top of that, they are very easy and quick to prepare, which makes them the ideal sweet treat during this busy (but oh-so-wonderful) Christmas time.
This is the third recipe in the series ‘The Loopy Christmas 2016’ (all recipes in this series can be found in the recipe index under ‘Christmas’) – watch this space for more Christmas yumminess. Missed the previous recipes? Check out these adorable Rudolph Mexican hot chocolate and Christmas tree cinnamon cupcakes!
Only one week ’til Christmas, you guys! Are we ridiculously excited about this or are we ridiculously excited about this? It’s like every December we revert to five-year-olds (okay, I revert to a five-year-old), but because it’s Christmas (or rather almost-there-not-long-now-basically-Christmas-already) it’s totally permissible and we (okay okay: I) can pass it off as quirky excitement rather than… you know… behaviour that kind of deserves a raised eyebrow and the shouldn’t-you-start-acting-your-age look. But it’s Christmas time. So awkwardly dancing (shuffling) to ‘Jingle Bells’ and singing along to ‘Winter Wonderland’ a tad too loudly and a tad (completely) out of tune is OK. Unfortunately, it also means that people have an excuse for some downright terrible music choices, but if they tolerate our questionable (nonexistent) singing talent, we can somehow bear to listen to the same awful sappy song. Ten. Times. In. A. Row. (And we can be comforted by the knowledge that we can pay them back by blaring out our own favourite poor song choice. Eleven times in a row. Because, you know, Christmas cheer and all that.)