*This post is best enjoyed with a hot cuppa and something sweet to munch on*
I attended a little Boxing Day tea party yesterday. It was magical. The main attraction was Murzynek, a traditional Polish cake. It was absolutely fantastic. We were also treated to panettone, which was made to order in Milan (my Ma ordered 20, half of the proceeds went to the charity Kids for Kids, and they were enormous, beautifully wrapped, and made amazing gifts), sugar cookies and coconut macaroons. Who says over-indulgence stops after Christmas? Not me. No, indeed.
Murzynek is an amazing slightly chocolatey cake, best served straight out of the oven... I had two slices - one served with raspberry compote and vanilla ice-cream, and the other with the traditional Polish chocolate glaze. Both were amazing, but if I had to choose again, I'd probably go for the first... Actually, no, I'd just have both. Again. Sorry, waistline.
|Yes... Definitely go for both...|
If you'd like to try your own hand at making Murzynek, I found a recipe here (I haven't tried it, but have used other recipes from this blog and they were fantastic). If you're feeling lazy, here's a cheeky helping hand from Dr. Oetker - it's ok, I won't tell.
Here's a little outfit snap - my face is super blurry, but my skin is currently enjoying a massive outbreak in protest of my wicked eating habits, so that's ok.
|Two-tone jumper - ASOS; Chords - H&M; Brogues - Russell and Bromley|
Also, how darling is the tea set? I really need something like this, so I can throw tea parties of my own. The gold leaf detailing is, in my eyes, perfection. Sorry I couldn't get a better picture.
|Charm bracelet - gift; Ruby ring - Wendy Mink; Stacked rings - Chanel; Emerald ring - Antique; Silver bracelets - Tiffany; Pearl bracelet - Van Amstel; Watch - UO|
My tea set was a gift for my Christening - it looks like this:
Adorable, but only really suitable for throwing tea parties for wee folk or woodland creatures.
Thank you to Jola for hosting this delectable event; you put my baking skills to shame.
Ladies, don't claim I don't show you the best food porn.
Now, I must away; I'm off for a jolly in the countryside for a few days. Adieu!