A Tale of Cake and Happiness and a Guy Called Ben

Victoria Sponge

Twas the night before 2016, when all through the house…the woman was frantically roasting a beef and necking red wine like it was 1999 as her husband faffed about elsewhere making a playlist for the grown up dinner party or something. ‘Oi’ he hollered from the sofa ‘what are they bringing for pudding?’ Because you know that’s how adulting works – if I’m roasting a beef I ain’t making pudding too.

A few texts later and the ‘guests’ (hi Ma!) were not giving up their ‘joke’ about the protein pancakes. Protein. Pancakes. Like real pancakes in absolutely no way and full of protein powder. I was not about to see out 2015 with a glass of prosecco and a face full of whey powder, it was time for plan B which really was plan A because: protein. pancakes. Those are not a plan, those are a cruel and unusual punishment.

Husband vaguely recalled someone telling him about Ben’s Bakes: surprisingly a Facebook page run by a chap called Ben. Who bakes. And then delivers cake TO YOUR FRONT DOOR.

I know, I know, so many questions: is it for real? It did sound a bit like a dream I once had (and also like an episode of Secret Diary of a Call Girl I watched a long long time ago involving a splosher. Sploshing sounds fun). Could he really be delivering on New Years’ Eve? Can we afford this luxury? I mean, we want the kitchen doing some time this year and a bit of grown up work to the driveway, could we stretch to cake-to-the-door on top of that?

Facebook provided some pretty swift answers – definitely real, definitely delivering and definitely affordable. Breathe Michelle.

With a belly full of skepticism and a bit more red wine I hovered anxiously behind the front door. He’s going to show up right? What if he doesn’t show up and I have to eat weird un-pancakes? I will hunt Ben down and shove the pancakes down his throat. I wish I’d thought less violent things but I didn’t, deal with it.

Precisely when he said he would, Ben rang the bell, chucked three boxes of cakes at us, took our tenner, resisted our over excited attempts at chat and ran for it. Our GIVE US CAKE faces are something quite special to behold.

Three bits each of Victoria Sponge, Banoffee cake and Chocolate Orange brownie slice thingumies. They passed the taste test with flying colours. They also passed the all important cake for breakfast on New Years’ Day test.IMG_5819

If you live near me buy cake from Ben. A bit because it’s the best business idea I’ve heard in a while and a lot because he gives really really good cake. Find Ben’s Bakes on Facebook for all your forgotten birthday, office lull and period sugar craving needs. If you live far far away from me set up your own mobile cake delivery service, seriously, the world would be a much better place if there were more people delivering cake to your front door.

Have you ever heard of such a thing? Would you buy cake from a stranger over the internet? Have you been inspired to turn your Fiat 500 into a mobile bakery? Say yes.

This post was in no way sponsored by Ben or his bakes, just a happy happy accident that everyone should know about. Although this seems like a good time to disclose that I will do pretty much anything you want in return for a good bit of cake. 

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