I really like to reflect the seasons in what I bake, not only because I am thinking of the food miles but also because it just generally fits the atmosphere. The wind is knocking on your window, leaves have fallen and children are collecting chestnuts and the last warm sunbeams flash through the clouds. Your oven spreads the tempting of apples and cinnamon and you know: It’s autumn.
What better way to feel cozy with your best friend, a delicious piece of apple cake, a hot pot of steaming tea cuddled in blankets sitting outside in the terrace for one last time watching the leaves fall. Sounds good? Then heat the oven, it is time to bake.