This is one of my favorite recipes, and it’s sentimental as it reminds me of my roots. Welsh Cakes are a local delicacy that I usually make on St David’s Day (the Welsh patron saint) on the 1st March. It’s a day to remember my heritage and my family, plus I love these tasty treats as do my kids.
Recipe
8 oz self-raising flour
2 oz castor sugar
4 oz margarine or butter
1 or 2 handfuls of sultanas or chocolate chips
1 or 2 eggs depending on mixture
Method
Makes around 10-12 welsh cakes
-Sieve flour into bowl, and then add margarine or butter, rub in finely together.
-Add sugar and sultana’s and mix.
-Add 1 egg and mix. The consistency needs to be bound together, so if it’s too dry add another egg.
-Roll out on a floured board, to about a quarter inch thick.
-Cut using a 2 inch approx. cutter, then cook on a greased pan, griddle or a bake stone, on a medium heat for about 4-5 minutes each side.
-The exact time will depend on what you are cooking the welsh cake on but keep a close eye as they brown fairly quickly, and you want to make sure they are cooked in the middle. When you touch the top they should spring back.
-Once you’re happy they’re cooked, remove and place on a plate. Dust with caster sugar. Enjoy.
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Recipe8 oz self-raising flour
2 oz castor sugar
4 oz margarine or butter
1 or 2 handfuls of sultanas or chocolate chips
1 or 2 eggs depending on mixture
Method
Makes around 10-12 welsh cakes
-Sieve flour into bowl, and then add margarine or butter, rub in finely together.
-Add sugar and sultana’s and mix.
-Add 1 egg and mix. The consistency needs to be bound together, so if it’s too dry add another egg.
-Roll out on a floured board, to about a quarter inch thick.
-Cut using a 2 inch approx. cutter, then cook on a greased pan, griddle or a bake stone, on a medium heat for about 4-5 minutes each side.
-The exact time will depend on what you are cooking the welsh cake on but keep a close eye as they brown fairly quickly, and you want to make sure they are cooked in the middle. When you touch the top they should spring back.
-Once you’re happy they’re cooked, remove and place on a plate. Dust with caster sugar. Enjoy.
Destiny of the Witch
The Rise of Orion Series
Book Four
J. M. Davies
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: J. M. DaviesThe Rise of Orion Series
Book Four
J. M. Davies
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Date of Publication: April 10th, 2020.
ISBN: ISBN-9798620706396
ASIN: B085D8KJGG
Number of pages: 247
Word Count: 77,293
Cover Artist: Gabrielle Prendergast
Tagline: Haunted soul-shifter, Ella Masters’ destiny is to defeat her nemesis, the Morrigan, and save mankind, but since when does destiny ever play fair?
Book Description:
In the thrilling climax of the Rise of Orion series, the stakes are higher than ever before as Ella Masters risks everything to fulfill her destiny. As the last Welsh witch and soul-shifter, she has battled many enemies, but none as malevolent as the Morrigan. The devious goddess is determined to destroy not only her, but mankind as well.
Betrayed by her lover Marcus Drayton, an agent for the security team Orion, and facing impossible odds Ella must find the strength to fight her deadly adversary—alone.
Marcus is desperate to save Ella. In a daring and calculated move, he surrenders himself to the Morrigan to prevent his soul mate from clashing swords with the harbinger of death. But has he underestimated what’s at play? When the seductive goddess, manipulates him—her true agenda in this twisted game is revealed.
With the world a battlefield and the very balance of nature under threat, will Ella and Marcus defeat their foes? Will destiny keep them together or tear them apart?
Excerpt:
Ella spun around,
facing a bloody battle scene. Chaos surrounded her and for a moment, she froze,
unsure what to do. Marcus was at the edge of the beach, fighting several
monsters, and the cats from the island were jumping on the creatures’ backs and
clawing at them, only to be tossed aside. Ghostly skeletal and sinewy figures
swarmed the wedding party like ants, wielding swords and brandishing axes and
slicing down those in their way. The creatures dragged thick swirls of mist
from the ocean, making visibility patchy at best. The moans and yells grew
louder.
When a one-armed
corpse hollered and lunged at her with his silver blade held high above his
mottled head, Ella launched into action. Luckily, with her attacker’s reduced
eyesight, his aim sucked, and he missed, giving her time to duck out of the
way. The sudden movement ripped the delicate seam of her dress, revealing her
stash of weapons strapped to her legs. Grabbing her knife from the holster
secured around her thigh, she twisted around, ready to fight back, but
hesitated for a second, unsure where to stick her weapon into the boney carcass
to cause maximum damage. A silver breastplate covered the creature’s chest.
Cries and roars
surrounded her. Ella couldn’t believe the chaos and plunged the knife into the
monster’s side, where pink muscle and torn flesh hung loose. The creature
wailed but managed to grab her throat and squeezed it tight. His sharp skeletal
bones tightened, shutting off her air supply, stealing her breath. Blinking to
stay awake, she watched as a blurry figure grabbed the decomposing form. In one
fluid motion, he snapped the creature’s neck and ripped the head off, dropping
it to the ground. Heaving in a lungful of oxygen, she didn’t have time to
respond as Roman, the prince of vampires, whisked her off the ground to stand
next to Isabella on the wedding dais. The vampire pulled her in close and
hugged her tight.
“I should’ve
known…” she said, still catching her breath. “I detected a foul scent earlier.
It smelled like a dead body,” Ella said. Being a soul-shifter, one of her
talents was to detect other creatures by their scents. She crouched low with
her small blade out in front, backed against Roman, Isabella, and several vamps
as the fog swirled around them.
“That monster
would’ve killed you, Ella. How the hell did they get through the wards?”
Isabella asked.
“I would like to
know the answer to that,” Roman yelled.
“The wards were
set up so no one would get inside…” Isabella shrieked.
“Well, the
undead are definitely here and they weren’t on my guest list. These creatures
don’t abide by normal rules. They are deadly assassins who’ll keep coming until
they have achieved their goal. The only way to kill them is to sever the head.
Nothing else will work. But for us to do that, we need to be able to see them.
Now would be a good time to use your unique gifts to get rid of this infernal
mist!” Roman hollered.
“You think I
haven’t already tried?” Isabella replied.
The prince
switched his gaze between the women and the battlefield, obviously weighing up
the odds. Ella tilted her head, calling out for the spirits to help to disperse
the fog that blanketed the ground.
“You need to
leave. There’s too many of them,” Roman shouted. He nodded at one of his
guards. The vampire grabbed hold of Isabella’s arm, but she struggled in
protest.
“I’m not
leaving. You can’t ask me to, Roman. This is my fight too. This is our
wedding.”
Roman kissed her
on the lips and without another word, Isabella vanished, along with the guard.
The prince flicked his gaze over at Ella. “Don’t look at me like that. After
all, she’s hardly dressed for a fight, and the creatures have weapons that
destroy our kind. You shouldn’t be here either, not in your condition, but I
suspect you would protest as much as Isabella. Fortunately for you, I have no
authority where you’re concerned. But tread carefully, my feroce guerriero.”
About the Author:
J. M.Davies, Jen is the author of The Rise of Orion paranormal romance series as well as several contemporary and YA fantasy novels under the name, Jennifer Owen Davies. Jen’s novels are available worldwide in Ebook and print format. In 2014, she was signed with Secret Cravings to write the Children of Annwn fantasy series and in 2018 signed with Limitless Publishing to write the Bound by Love series. Jen is also an indie author producing and publishing work of her own.
Jen loves to create realistic and flawed characters who deserve a happy ever hopefully providing a satisfying read.
J. M. Davies, Jen, is originally from Wales in the UK, but now lives with her family in a small town in New England close to the city of Boston, the coast, and the mountains. Both countries are huge sources of inspiration for her writing. Since she could read, Jen has enjoyed an eclectic taste in books, but loves all thing's romance, and from her love of the written word stemmed the desire to create her own satisfying stories. Although, a shortie at only five feet tall, she has a big heart and hopes that is evident in her storytelling.
Jen has been married for twenty-three years to her greatest supporter. She is mom to four boys, an adorable rescue hound called Ella, and a feline called Kitkat. When she isn’t writing paranormal or contemporary romance, Jen manages a local romance only book club called ‘Babes with Books’. She loves discovering old treasures at yard sales and revamping them, watching Grey’s Anatomy, walking on the beach, cooking, biking and when there’s time the gym. She loves to chat to readers and below are some ways to stay in touch with the latest news about her books and competitions. If you haven’t read any of Jen’s book sign-up for her newsletter, and you’ll receive a free book!
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Hi, thank you, for hosting me today. Happy Easter everyone. Take care and stay safe. X
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