This particular fortune happened to come in the form of chocolate cake. Which, you know, is a pretty good kind of fortune if you ask me.
You see, about 2 weeks ago, I landed in London, hauled a 60 pound suitcase onto a train, and headed for Wales where I should be spending the semester. Yes, that's right, I am now writing this from a different country, approximately four and a half thousand miles away from home (oy). Upon arriving, I promptly got sick and spent over a week in bed.
During that time, I had little appetite, and what I did have to eat was a hassle to find. I tried catching a bus into to the city center one day when I thought I was feeling up to it (I wasn't) to hunt the larger supermarket for its reported gluten free goods selection, and I ended up stumbling away with a measly pack of bread and pasta. Now, don't get me wrong, those two things were instrumental in getting me back on my feet after a week of a baby stomach virus, but it wasn't exactly an encouraging outlook for the next 5 months. Where was my selection?? Where was my flour and cereal and cookies and, gosh dang it, where was my frozen pizza?!? Was I going to have to go this entire period attempting to create things I really didn't have time or talent for?
It was a rather stressful thought.
I returned to the store a few days ago with a bit more energy to actually hunt things down. Lo and behold, they actually do have more than bread and pasta. Now, we're certainly not talking U.S. variety where I know what to look for and what I like (the stores just aren't the same size), but it has improved upon the original outlook. Flours and allergen-friendly pancakes and snacks could be found. There wasn't much cereal, but there was dairy free yogurt and granola bars and marinades. And what was the shining token of this; a signal it might be alright (at least when it comes to eating)?
A gluten free chocolate sponge cake, sitting buried on a lower shelf.
(I'm still looking for you, frozen pizza.)
I've been doing my best to enjoy this sweet treat while I have it around and before I eat enough to feel guilty. Last night I whipped up a simple sauce using what I had in my fridge, mostly out of curiosity, to accompany a slice of it. Simple, sweet, and with the tiniest dash of non-traditional twist. It certainly made my mouth happy. (Bear with me, I guesstimated in all the measurements. I wasn't prepared for sharing, y'all. It's impulse!) I hope you'll enjoy it, too.
Raspberry Dessert Sauce with Cherry Coke
This makes approximately the amount shown above. It can easily be increased to make more.
- 1/4 - 1/2 c fresh raspberries (if frozen, defrosted and drained--I used 2 small-to-medium sized handfuls of fresh berries)
- 1-2 T sugar, to taste (agave nectar would also work well)
- approx. 1 T Cherry Coke (or Cherry Dr. Pepper, etc.)
- 1/2 - 1 tsp lemon juice, to taste
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