LEMON CAKE

The shoulder and arm muscles needed to operate my hand whisk do not affect the trapped nerve. So all is well in the Gable household.

Yesterday I spotted a jar of Lemon Cheese in the cupboard and had an overwhelming urge for a lemon cake. It niggled at me during my wakeful moments overnight. Had I mentioned to G before he went out for a walk this morning that I was going to make a cake, he would have requested coffee and walnut or chocolate. So I kept quiet and whipped out the whisk once he had toddled off.

Having now had a slice at lunch time, it may be one of the best cakes I have ever made, and even G agreed. Praise Delia.