I met up with my friends the yoga ladies last week and baked a cake for the occasion. I wanted to make a fairly plain cake; no icing or chocolate, something more 'January'. I sought inspiration through the pages of some old cookery magazines that lay neglected on a kitchen shelf and in them I came across a recipe for Apple Cake. It's name didn't really sell it at first glance, but on reading through the recipe I discovered that it was in fact an apple, date, cinnamon and hazelnut cake. I was sold. It was made. It was eaten.