GOM had always wanted to own a Coffee Shop, once we left the Hotel life behind.
So on our arrival here, he bought one. It was outside a busy Plaza, close to a very busy train station.
The previous owner was a very nice girl, of Italian descent, and she had made Carrot Cake to sell in the shop. She very obligingly gave us her recipe for the cake, & that became one of my contributions to the shop. Every morning I would make 2 cakes, & sometimes, on Fridays, I would make 4 cakes.
So as you can imagine I soon became all caked out!
I didnt always work at the shop, but quite often did, & quite often got a frantic phone call for more cake.
Every Friday I would make a Chocolate Souffle Roll, & sometimes if we had orders, would make more than one. These were made from a recipe given to me by S, whose husband, had taught her to make it, on their Honeymoon!!
Here is the Recipe - I have never had this cake fail, so if you try it Good luck! And let me know how it goes- 'SIL'- I use the term loosley- reckons it is the best cake he has ever had, when I made him one to 'make up' for something very unpleasant that happened to him.(Not our doing, I might add)
Chocolate Souffle Roll.
1/4 cup sugar
2 tablespoons of cocoa
2 tablespoons of cornflour.
Line a swiss roll tin with greased paper.
Beat the egg yolks and sugar till thick.
Add the sifted cocoa & cornflour.
Beat the egg whites till stiff, but not dry.
Gently fold the whites into the yolk mixture.
Bake at 200c 400F 10- 15 minutes
Roll in a teatowel dusted with icing sugar, till cool.
Fill with 1/2 pint whipped cream.
Ice with chocolate icing.
As you can see, it is very simple, but produces a really nice cake!
GOM soon tired of his days as Coffee Shop proprietor. He was very popular with Little Old Ladies, who would regale him with tales of their bunion operations etc, & being a polite man, he never reminded them they told him the same story last week!
He would open early and was popular with train tavellers who would arrive early for work, & they could have a 'heart starter' long black or the extremely strong 'short blacks' some of the men would drink.
At the weekends we would attend as a family to work & our son hated it, so he struck a deal with us- he would stay home & do the housework, rather than deal with the Public. And he did stick with the bargain, & did a very good job!
And now, I am off to see if I can make sense of an email sent to me very kindly by Angie, to assist me to understand how to get Links!
But just before I go, here is my poor Longface Jumaeu, & it is years since I made her, & I still havent dressed her, so she has lived in socks & her hat for about 10 years! I am hoping this will nudge me to get her dressed!