J described the scent of boiling stout + baking soda with dates soaking as "furniture." It really is a terrible smell, and unfortunately, it stuck with me when I tried to eat the cake. I put cinnamon in the whipped cream, which is kind of a desert all on its own. P bought a huge amount of cream, so I made way too much whipped cream. It's so delicious, but makes for instant tummy ache.
Nervous, too many cooks in the kitchen.
We made fish and ground pork tacos, not really from a recipe, but
here's some in case you're interested. Dessert was
sticky toffee pudding, which is really a cake. Why do the Brits call everything a pudding? Google "snack pack," --that's pudding!
After dinner, we listened to a load of 7" records...Shipping News and Karate and a little Julie Christmas because she is playing a show in Brooklyn soon and I'd really like to go. Black Tambourine is also reuniting, but I'm not sure I should spend money on travel just to see these shows.