Sweet Potato Bread – sugar free, dairy free

I made this as a cake last week-end to take to H’s cousins’ home. It turned out a bit dense, and even the lemon zest cream cheese icing didn’t quite turn it into what I was hoping for. It was too bread-y, and not cake-y enough. I thought it would work better as a loaf, eaten for breakfast or goûter with some yoghurt, butter or cream cheese spread on it. And voilà, it does.

I used sweet potato, but I’m guessing butternut or pumpkin would work equally well. Last week I made it with butter as I was straying from my diet, but this week I went back to dairy-free and used rapeseed oil instead.

Originally inspired by a recipe on Happy Sugar Habits, I tweaked this a bit to fit with my diet and what I had in the cupboards.

Ze loaf

Ze loaf

Sliced

Sliced

With plain yoghurt from the farm

With plain yoghurt from the farm

Sweet Potato Bread

Combine dry ingredients:

  • 1 ½ cups flour (I used a mix of spelt and wheat)
  • ¾ cups desiccated coconut
  • ½ tsp baking powder
  • ½ tsp bicarbonate of soda
  • spices (I used allspice, ginger and cinnamon)
  • pinch salt
  • raisins (or walnuts, pecans, etc.)

Whisk wet ingredients:

  • 2 eggs (beaten)
  • 3 Tbsp rapeseed oil
  • 4 Tbsp coconut cream

Add wet to dry ingredients and beat together. Mash in:

  • 1 cup sweet potato (baked and mashed)

Press into an oiled and floured loaf tin and bake at 180°C for 45-55 minutes.

This is just for me and I think it will stretch for about 3 breakfasts – I awake ravenous from a night of nursing the Miniature Night Master.

This little girl likes eating  peanut butter off rice crackers for breakfast.

This little girl likes eating peanut butter off rice crackers for breakfast.

Manchester, England, England*

I heart visitors! We’ve just had a series of them, the last in date being Joe Gunn. You might know him; he was a finalist at the Commonwealth Games this summer. Well, he has since retired from competitive swimming and moved to London where he is living the high life. In one move he has gone from one of the ten cheapest postcodes of the UK (you know how the Brits love measuring people’s worth by their postcode), to one of the top ten expensive ones. How’s that for social ascension? He’s living with our favorite one and only Hélène and working with his mate Charlie in their company Agon Sports Management. His latest news: he’ll be in Rio next week, on business. La classe à Dallas, moi j’dis.

He’s not the only one of our Crew to cross the Atlantic Sea, as Hanoushka is already on the South American continent (if I could remember which country, I’d tell you – but baby brain has interfered)**. Mom and Calum are also outside of their country of residence as they’re in Edinburgh at the moment for Calum’s International Baccalaureate November session. Go Calum!

Dad, I presume, is happily Ralphing away (of the Lauren variety, not the vom variety) somewhere in Italy. His schedule and mine unfortunately mean we have to rely on other members of the tribe to pass on news. But, Dad, if you’re reading this, my phone is up and running again and I’d love to hear from you 😉

Life continues (more or less) smoothly and as I’ve already managed to write 260 words uninterrupted with only a zillion or so interruptions***, I’ll be thankful for that, not ask for more, and leave you with a photographic summary of the past few weeks.

Grandma on the stoop

Grandma on the stoop

Oh, hi there!

Oh, hi there!

Siblings

Siblings

Autumn

Autumn

Hanging out on the football pitch

Hanging out on the football pitch

Dans le vent avec Grand'maman

Dans le vent avec Grand’maman

Who's this dude?

Who’s this dude?

"Wanna ride?"

“Wanna ride?”

"I will give you a ride! Hop on my dragon."

“I’ll give you a ride! Hop on my dragon.”

Marloushka

Beautiful Marloushka

Friends for generations

Friends since generations

Heading home, now.

Heading home, now.

And back out again, this time with Uncle Joey.

And back out again, this time with Uncle Joey.

Dude.

Dude.

Holding his own.

Holding his own.

Yup.

Yup.

Babbling at breakfast

Babbling at breakfast

"A TANGERINE!!! WOW!!!"

“A TANGERINE? WOW!!!”

Who's the champion?

Who’s the champion of the cardboard box?

* Reference included within.
** Information retrieved: Columbia.
*** OK, it took me 5 hours total to write this. Efficiency = me, impersonated.