Our mixer has died. Our beautiful, beloved 1970s Kenwood Chef, which you can see above in its glory days. It's a family heirloom and we have loved it and looked after it over the years, buying it all sorts of lovely accessories like a wheat mill and a liquidiser. Nothing makes bread and cakes like it - I've tried a vintage Sunbeam (too noisy), an expensive new Magimix (blah)! It has served us so well, but last weekend someone (ahem) covered it with a teatowel so that icing sugar wouldn't spray out everywhere and she turned away for a second and the tea towel got caught up in the beaters and the gears ground to a halt. We're going to try and get it fixed somehow, but for the moment I am mixer-less.
Unlike my friend Ro who is famed in Daylesford for her cakes. She has this beautiful old Kenwood that is in super condition. Look at it - it even has a special cover so that you don't need to cover it with a tea towel(!). But Ro doesn't use it for her much-admired cakes, she makes them by hand. So this morning, with another friend and her kids coming over to play, and an urge to make butterfly cakes, I realised I would have to mix the cakes and whip cream by hand. It was fun, but gee my arm hurts. I don't think I'll be doing this permanently!
I used Bee's homemade jam with the whipped cream.
Here is the finished result. They tasted pretty good (not that I can eat many as I am back on my weight watching at last).
These colourful cups have made up a little bit for the demise of the Kenwood! And because they are melamine I can just let the kids serve themselves - we have four boys over at the moment, it''s a bit crazy!