Nom, Nom, Nom

Darrell was most anxious to get Nigel’s and my most considered opinion on his Betty Crocker Red Velvet Cake ……

…… however, he was also very nervous, as our opinions are always robustly honest, at times unforgiving and with little margin for error, and as such there was a chance (admittedly, a very small one) that he could fall upon his sword (or cake knife), in the Mary Berry/Paul Hollywood comestible baking sense!

But, undeterred Darrell cut us a most amply proportioned portion ……

…….. of which Nigel and I availed ourselves a few seconds to admire it’s deep red colour, it’s light spongeyness and to inhale it’s enticing vanillary fragrance ……

….. leaving Darrell to hang robustly onto our every facial expression and nuance of body language, waiting for a mmmmm or a nom.

He didn’t have to wait long ……

…… his cake was well off our Richter Scale of Noms, with an unbelievable 98.5 out of ten!

If ready bought cake mixes were allowed on The Great British Bake Off Darrell would surely win …….

……. with Nigel announcing …….  it was to die for ……..……. before asking for more!