long time no read. How has Your year begun? What is the weather like in Your corner of the world?
Over here the mornings mope about the absence of snow, cover themselves in thick blankets of fog, and refuse to get up.
Londoners took a perverse pride in the „particulars“ of yellow, blinding fog; Clem had been raised in the countryside, where you could breathe.
Our local variety is no match for an old London pea-souper, but still manages to creep into coats of any thickness and chill you to the bone.
Why not stave off the chill and dreariness with a delightful biscuit (or a plate-full of them)?
The ginger biscuits were not long in coming, and Clem was pleased to see their restorative effect. He wasn’t sure what Polly put into them, and nor was anyone else; there were women up and down Wilderness Row formally Not Speaking to her because she refused to give out the recipe.
Luckily for us, the Author didn’t mind sharing the recipe with her readers.
All that is left for me to add is a note on substitution: if self-raising flour is not available, use regular flour and add a tea spoon of baking powder. Honey works in place of the syrup.
Also, do not take the note about spacing your biscuits lightly. I was a little lazy and decided against starting a new tray for just a few biscuits. Well, see for yourself:
…and they had much the effect on the system that a stiff drink had on people in books.
They are effective indeed. Along with a cup of tea they will warm you up in chilly times. Ginger is known for its pain-killing properties. A few of these biscuits manage to wipe out those pesky little weather-induced headaches for me (further clinical testing may be needed to support this claim, will report back after one more plate, or two).
How do you fight the murk and the morbs?
P.S. „But B.,“ you think, „has the ginger gone to your brain? This is Part 2. Did you forget Part 1 in the oven?“
If it’s Part 1 You seek, dear Reader, you shall have to brave the fog and travel to Nosferatu’s lair to retrieve it.
New year, new adventures.
Sometimes I catch myself wishing for K.J. Charles to rewrite Sherlock Holmes. The wish got the fuel added to it with the book „An Unseen Attraction“ (Sins of the Cities 1), where the detective plot-line really had me hooked!
Both Clem and Rowley prefer peace and quiet, which is likely why they soon found themselves having those common evenings together, by the fire, with tea and the lodging house cat named Cat. Rowley isn’t very talkative, and Clem has things to hide. And if that doesn’t make the foundations for sound friendship…
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