I was going to do a post on Galette des Rois,or Kings Cake, the delicious almondy cake traditionally associated with Twelfth Night and Epiphany. In ancient tradition, a bean was hidden inside the cake and whoever received the bean in their slice of cake was made King or Queen for the day, and could lord it over everyone else for the rest of the day. But I am laying aside the recipe for today in favour of another bean which has currently taken centre stage in our lives.
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| Proud granny with beanette |
Bean I hear you say, what bean? Well obviously this is not a Bean, it is in fact a Beanette. When you get pregnant these days they send to to have a scan very early on and when my daughter had her first scan earlier this year, sorry last year,she thought the picture resembled nothing so much as a little bean, so Bean it became thoughout it's foetushood, and since they chose not to know the gender, possibly Beanette. So it seems appropriate that Beanette (as it turned out), has chosen to put in an appearance just around the time of the "bean cake" celebration. I think we will have to have a Galette des Rois every year from now on just for her. Luckily it's a wonderful confection of sweetness, just like her.
My granddaughter's proper name is Amy, an 8lbs 4oz bundle of joy, born 2nd January safely at home with no medical interventions.
And I feel blessed.
