I haven't baked enough recently. Numerous excuses have come my way: too much work, too tired, other things I should be doing, don't feel very well, still not unpacked, should be trying to be healthy... And there's been plenty of Christmas sweet treats lying around to nibble on after supper.
So after a day of working at home, and therefore an extra 20 minutes of time gained at the end of day, and an episode of charity bake off to watch, I had to bake. No more excuses. And with my new swanky kitchen aid, it wasn't the hard work that it used to be (the neighbours may disagree). So after a delicious tribute to healthy January with a roast squash, rocket and mozzarella salad, we finished with baby chocolate meringues, dollops of crème fraîche, and some freshly defrosted summer berries. Just what the doctor ordered. No more pretence of a January detox for me.