I have a big old Victorian house. One of the corollaries to that is that when the temperature drops precipitously outside (60 to below zero in less than 32 hours this week) it can get a tad cool inside.

That means, to me, it's baking weather. (I'm convinced that there's a reason Midwinter is traditionally cookie and pie season.)

So I pulled out the Namaste spice cake mix. My sister Dragon used a different bag of the same mix to make spice muffins for me for Christmas dinner. She wisely told me to add butter (melted) to the mix before cooking. Looking at the bag, I saw instructions for making carrot cake. Since my Foodie Friend brought me more organic carrots than I'm likely to eat in a month ("they were a great deal and really, really good"), I had carrots in the refrigerator.

I grated carrots, rinsed off and rough-chopped a handful of salted cashews, substituted milk and melted butter for water and oil (I  thankfully do not need to be dairy-free), and baked.

I thought you might like a picture so I went looking for a suitably photogenic spot. Lo and behold, the dragon puppet wanted to try some. I don't blame her.  My Angel even liked it, and she hates most of my gluten-free stuff.

Now I'm off to make edits to Jrilii's prequel story...