tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3259641832046374224.post5857130723747599785..comments2023-04-21T03:00:43.464+11:00Comments on four hundred years ago, a baby went to sleep: Wake-up cakeAnna Ryan-Punchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741886679896612577noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3259641832046374224.post-86765071978307981172011-05-11T21:57:42.217+11:002011-05-11T21:57:42.217+11:00There is no lack-of-cake-baking guilt with Chinese...There is no lack-of-cake-baking guilt with Chinese families as baking is, sadly, not part of our culture. Cakes are things which mysteriously appear ready-made from cake shops!Rita (mademoiselle délicieuse)https://www.blogger.com/profile/12353807765589132835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3259641832046374224.post-80606158311667250752011-05-11T10:17:07.661+11:002011-05-11T10:17:07.661+11:00Oh that is a nice image.
I always wondered how bab...Oh that is a nice image.<br />I always wondered how baby fists get lined in fluff. And why the fluff is always blue.Anna Ryan-Punchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13741886679896612577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3259641832046374224.post-37573105767673184892011-05-10T22:07:14.554+11:002011-05-10T22:07:14.554+11:00Love it.
The 'happy baby fists' reminds me...Love it.<br />The 'happy baby fists' reminds me of one of my favourite ever images, from Kirsty Gunn's Rain where she describes a baby's 'fists as tight as rosebuds'.ernmalleyscatnoreply@blogger.com