Cake

And so to the post about cake, because cake, not money, indeed makes the world go round. This is fortunate given that a cursory look at the Guardian website indicates that the UK banking system is once again facing into impending doom. Admittedly, this development is itself unfortunate as it may precipitate further falls in the pound that will make it more difficult for me to buy cake, but I remain confident that a cake-centred philosophy will enable me to overcome any difficulty that comes my way.

Anyway, I have been delighted to find that my preconceptions about central European cities being hotbeds of baked delights are indeed true, for cake in Prague is delicious, and despite the continuing slide of my fair nation into financial decrepitude, remains comparatively cheap.

In particular, I have found myself rather taken by 'Cafe Louvre,' which is an elegant turn of the century Art Nouveau cafe that was once the favourite haunt of luminaries such as Einstein and Kafka. Although its history was, as the.....'dramatically interrupted' by the Communist takeover in 1948 (i.e. they threw all the furniture out of the window and closed the place down), it is now back and is once again serving an array of delights. So far, I have sampled the Black Forest Gateau, the Honey Cake, the Sachertorte and a delicious Poppy Seed and Plum Strudel. I originally intended to take a photo of each of these and have 'cake updates,' but have been forgetful, and so I only have a photo of the first for you to slobber at, as well as this picture of a group of us at Cafe Louvre.



Just know, indeed, that there is cake, and it is good.