The smell of cinnamon...

...is the best thing in the world, I think. Especially if you're in the process of making something yummy, and it's already baking in the oven.

I made sunken apple pie today. It's basically a sponge cake with lots of apples. Very yummy. Making it perhaps wasn't the best idea, not with my back acting up - stirring the dough probably didn't help - but I was so fed up with hurting and eggshell-walking and not sleeping for the last two weeks that I wanted to do something good for myself and for Mum.

Cake turned out to be very yummy indeed. We ate two pieces each and will probably have heartburn from it, but what the hell. Sometimes you simply need something unhealthy and fattening. Even in the middle of the night.