Cooking, with baking in particular, is my kryptonite. Leave me to my own devices and I will bake until the cows come home because as much as I enjoy cooking in general, there’s just something about baking that really scratches an itch.

This weekend I managed to get my sticky paws onto a copy of How to be a Domestic Goddess in my local cut-price bookstore. I then spent the rest of the weekend salivating quietly and making lists of things to try but by yesterday, it was clear that the first thing was going to have to be Flora’s Famous Courgette Cake, in a desperate attempt to use up some of the never ending courgettes that are taking over the allotment. (At the moment, dinner around here is all courgette, all the time.)

I will admit that I was slightly peturbed by the idea but in the end, it turned out beautifully. It’s moist, sweet and the lemon cream cheese icing just gives it enough sharpness. The rest of the family have declined to even try it, which is fine as that’s more for myself and my mother.

And then the internet demonstrated its hive mind capabilities: I was not alone in making this cake this weekend. After I’d grated my courgettes and left them to drain a bit, I wandered upstairs and checked my rss feeds and found that not only had Katie made it that day, she’d typed up the recipe as well! :hums twilight zone theme music:

I love how the internet is full of these little pleasures.