Datschi

A late breakfast of coffee and cake, such decadence! But it was my first zwetschgendatschi of the year, so we were allowed. Slightly overbaked (steak knives needed!) but tastes great. A fair old chunk of it has now been deposited with S’s mum but we’ve plenty left and another can of whippy cream in the fridge. Maybe for tomorrow’s breakfast?
Oh and it’s rained/poured/chucked it down all day and it’s still raining. Forecast is for rain until Thursday. Mmmm.