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Recipe: Mango, Banana and Coconut Cake

5 Dec

Totally tropical

When a couple of friends came round for dinner last night I decided to attempt a Thai-inspired menu, instead of just throwing together an incoherent mess of flavours, and hoping I could call it “fusion” and that this would cut the mustard.  This, I can only think, is progress. So after we had scoffed ginger and garlic chicken skewers with satay sauce and hoovered up a beef massaman curry I served up a mango, banana and coconut cake for puds.

By the time we got round to this part of dinner I was so food-drunk that I could barely breath, let alone taste the cake, but on further inspection (a slice with a cuppa today to recover from decorating our new Christmas tree) it turns out it was rather good.

Packed full of fruit and incredibly moist, I rather like the idea of getting some of my five-a-day this way.  I asked my boyfriend for a review and he said that it was both: “Somewhere between sweet and savoury” and “an interesting taste, ’cause of the mango I presume”  and I can’t argue with that.

The key I think is in the ripeness of the fruit – for a lipsmacking flavour, a juicy soft texture and to make the whizzing up of the ingredients an easy process. So it would be perfect for bananas that you have that are just about to turn. It should make about 10 decent slices.

To buy:

* 1 medium ripe mango   *2 ripe bananas   *1 tsp vanilla extract   *225g butter, softened   *140g light muscovado sugar   *2 eggs, beaten   *50g dessicated coconut   *225g self-raising flour   *half a teaspoon of bicarb of soda   *a pinch of nutmeg   For the filling:   *200g full-fat soft cheese   *2 tsp lemon juice   *25g icing sugar (plus extra for dusting).

To make:

1. Preheat the oven to 160Oc/ gas mark 3/ fan oven 140Oc and grease two 20cm/8inch sandwich tins.

Will make your man-go wild.

2. Peel, stone and chop your mango and then purée the flesh (if you’re making this in a rush you might want to get a few slices of chopped mango so that it is soft enough).

3. Mash the bananas and mix in half the mango purée and the vanilla extract.

4. Beat together the butter and sugar until it is creamy and light, then add the beaten eggs slowly.

5. Stir the banana mixture and the coconut into the mixture and then sift the flour and bicarb in and fold lightly.

6. Divide the mixture between two tins and bake for half an hour or so – until the sponge is firm but springy.  Cool in the tins for a while and then pop them onto a wire rack and leave to cool entirely.

7. Meanwhile beat the cream cheese, lemon juice and icing sugar together (I always use an electric whisk for this) until it makes thick peaks in the bowl.  Stir the remaining mango into the icing gently.

8. Finally, spread one cake with the mixture and then pop the other one on top.  Dust lightly with  icing sugar and relax with a self-satisfied grin.

Food on Film: Julie and Julia

5 Dec

Meryl Streep as Julia Child in Nora Ephron's Julie & Julia. Photograph c/o Guardian: Jonathan Wenk/PR

Using a complex algorithm, I have  determined that the absolute worst Meryl Streep picture is still 92.7% better than the best Sharon Stone film, so imagine my pleasure at discovering that she had taken on the role of Julia Child- the pioneering TV chef, master of French Cuisine, who also having been enrolled in the school of espionage services, was a World War 2 Spy!

Together with the intensely likeable Amy Adams, who plays Julie Powell, a thirty-something who found fame by blogging along as she cooked her way though Child’s most famous work, the 730-odd page ‘Mastering the Art of French cooking’ in her tiny apartment kitchen, they star in Nora Ephron’s flick about ambition, love, identity, success and, of course, cooking.

The film intertwines 1950s Paris with Twenty-First century Queens, New York and shows both women, restlessly trying to figure out what it is they should do with their lives that will make them excited and content.  It’s mostly a gentle, glamorous affair with very little conflict, but there are heartbreaking moments – Julia Child’s inability to have children made me cry like a baby, and when her husband (played by the wonderful  Stanley Tucci) declared: “you are the butter to my bread, you are the breath to my life” I am afraid there were hankies at the ready once more.

It’s a perfect Sunday afternoon film. I suggest you lock yourself indoors, get a thick winter stew bubbling on your stove, wrap up in a duvet and tuck in: mouthwatering chocolate cream pie, beef bourguignonne and buttery lobster awaits.

 

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