So this past weekend, we took a little trip to Cardiff! Jason spent the journey over there trying to convince me that we needed our passports, plug adaptors, and ‘Welsh money’. I wasn’t fooled by the idea of Welsh money (three years working in a foreign currency exchange’ll do that to even the most gullible of girls) but I was about five seconds off googling ‘Passport checks on the Severn Bridge’ when Jason stopped teasing me…
Idiocy aside, we had the absolute loveliest weekend! Our stay was courtesy of the Park Plaza hotel in Cardiff town centre, and oh.my. is that a lush hotel? A real ‘fluffy robes’ kinda place. We do love us some fluffy robes! The staff are just about the friendliest people I’ve ever met (we even stayed up late having drinks with Sara, one of the women I’ve been liaising with over the past few weeks!) and they all went above and beyond the call of duty to make our stay as lovely as could be. Oh, and did you know that there’s a place in Cardiff dubbed by the locals ‘Chippy Alley’, since it’s made up almost entirely of chip shops?
Cardiff? You’ve stolen our hearts!
We spent Saturday afternoon taking part in a cupcake masterclass, led by Sara from the Happy Cupcake Kitchen. Liv from the ever wonderful ‘What Olivia Did’ and her beautiful Ma Sarah were also staying at the hotel for the weekend, and so together with the Purvises, Jason and I spent the afternoon happily playing with what can only be called ‘grown up edible playdough’. My cuticles are still green (I got a bit heavy handed with the old green colouring paste, but the less said about that the better. #snotcolouredicing), we all came away about a stone heavier and with glittery eyebrows, and it was awesome.
Baker-in-chief Sara not only showed us how to make sugar roses and pipe perfect buttercream swirls, but also taught us all about the ‘Valleys’ and told us that the thing to order in a Welsh curry house is a ‘curry and a half and half’. To laymen like us, that’s a curry with a half portion of rice, and half portion of chips. I’m telling you, the Welsh know their food.
At the end of the class, Sara told us that *if* the class had been a competition, Jason’s hydrangea cupcake would’ve won first prize. Confirmation that he really IS good at everything. I’ve not included a photo of it. Creative control rules and all…;)
I’m at risk of getting overly gushy now, but the food at the Laguna restaurant really was out.of.this.world. The kind of meal you kind of mourn for once it’s finished, and you absolutely regret wearing a waist belt from around halfway through your main course onwards.
Round two of our photos from Cardiff to come later this week!