Apparently at uni, 'tis the season to be revising. The books are out, the stress is on and Christmas is just around the corner. The will to feel okay about being loaded with exams is far from present. Is it some kind of right of passage to earn my Christmas break?
Having studied enough of Pavlov and his drooling dog for one day, it became apparent that I myself was in need of some positive reinforcement for my learning. It was time to shake some crumbs. It was time to cake.
I think it is easy to get bummed down by work and stresses that we forget about our well-being so when I asked myself..
.."Am I Procrasti-caking? Or does this count as brain fuel?"
I would, from experience, go with the latter (and cook up some batter). Not only is it good for the brain, but good for the soul and some cake shared in the company of friends, as well as being a serious cliche, actually has some serious mindfulness value.
So, did I mention that Edinburgh is more loaded with cute cafes than fruit cake is with raisins? Well it sure is and this little cake shop had been calling my name for a while now, I was in need of some love, I was in need of some Love Crumbs.
Well, let me tell you, that crumb love is what I did indeed have. A cute quirky setting with wooden tables, old-style decor and bookshelves full of crazy delicious cakes with flavour combinations that Ian from the Great British Bake-off could only dream of inventing.
After an age of browsing and my ever present inability to make a decision, I eventually committed to the Cherry & Hibiscus cake. Like the sassier and more fashionable, hip niece of the Victoria sponge it was a royal good decision that was crumb-didly-umptious.
All amazing cakes, but I was still happy with my decision (for once) as perhaps more than one forkful of the brownie would have me swiftly falling into a chocolate coma.
And what can I learn from my cakery outings? Well...