I used to know everyone’s name on bake-off back in the day. I used to remember their bakes - back in the day when baking was the ‘thing’ and you used to have a Really good idea who was heading off into the woodland. I do like how supportive some are but now I’m wondering if that is only for the telly and they are inwardly laughing their baps off.
I’ll not lie, I didn’t expect Phil last week at all. I wasn’t really expecting the two this week either although lavender in a cake will make me cowk and for that alone, if I’d been judging, Helena might have been on a sticky web.
I do think if they concentrated more on things that people could attempt they would get the viewing figures they want. I want to see marvellous bakes. Bakes. Not fried mini donut things that aren’t large enough to fill my mouth.
Baking for me meant my granny covered in flour in a cosy kitchen with the wee bero cookbook for us kids. Heaps of tins and butter icing and sprinkles and bits. And squirty cream if we were feeling flush.
Not a deep fat frying pan with spurious themes.
Where are the lovely pies? A beautifully iced fruit cake? More buns? A gingerbread or choux challenge (not fried). Are they too simple for telly now?
Or are they just out to make people stressed and unhappy with nippit timings and unrealistic ideas? Chandeliers indeed.
Baking for me (with my gran) was fun and happy. I want that please.