My first taste of carrot cake was actually when I moved to the US. My Mom was an exceptional cook and she could bake really well too, but she didn’t really bother with baking. In London. we had so many great bakeries and food stores, like Selfridges, Harrods and Marks & Spencer’s with their amazing food halls, we could get high quality baked goods easily. I remember for our birthdays, my dad would get us these amazing cakes and tortes from Selfridges. When we were shopping at our favourite shopping centre, Brent Cross, we were always hoping that our trip would end at Lindy’s, where we could enjoy creamy cauliflower and cheese or their mind blowing macaroni and cheese. Of course, dinner wouldn’t be complete without a slice of Lindy’s chocolate cake or a chocolatey eclair filled with gorgeous, silky, cream. Saturday at the market, I would ask for a jam doughnut from the bakery. Oh, they were so good. Warm and chewy, oozing with strawberry jam and covered with glistening, crunchy sugar.
When I happened to accompany my Dad on a grocery trip, I always picked up a boxed Victoria Sandwich cake. That’s my favourite. It’s a plain sponge cake that has cream and jam sandwiched in between. It is even better when you make it from scratch, like I do now. Trace and the kids really enjoy it too. I think it is the simplicity of the cake that is so appealing. Just butter, eggs, sugar and flour basically. All work together to make one delicious cake.