Heading to my local supermarket to pick up a baking potato and beans, it wasn’t long before I was tentatively waiting for the potato skin to crisp up at home.
And placing the comfort food on a plate, I didn’t need to grab a knife and fork – this wasn’t my dinner, it was a point of reference instead.
Moulding pieces of fondant icing into little baked bean shapes, trying my best to replicate the spud skin using different painting techniques and attempting to get a glossy orange bean juice out of the baking materials that I had at home, it was my own cake or fake moment.
Attempting to create a sweet treat disguised as a well-known meal for many – a