Oh Vlad, you cad
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There’s a reason that when kids want to bake with their parents on a weekend it’s usually fairy cakes, sandwich cakes and flapjacks… because everyone likes them and they’re a treat for the days off school with some left over for Monday’s lunchbox.
But no, Jack has to make a heavy sponge pudding (that isn’t a fucking cake, Jack), convinced that she’s a lone maverick genius while her kid is occupying himself
or at his dad’s and she tweets for approval rather than, I dunno, seeing all these amazing friends she apparently made at therapy? She really hasn’t changed at all and she still can’t cook.
Also, 75g of sugar across two trays?? That’s not a dessert. It’s about the same as a McDonald’s burger bun ffs. I know you think you’re a nutritional therapist now, Jack, but part of eating is experiencing joy in food (see: your pal Ruby) and being able to let go and indulge without fear, not using it to exacerbate whatever issues around food you have. Ugh.
ETA - sorry, just noticed the THREE kettle ad posts above my own. Repetitive and late, just like our Jack.