If Angel Layer cake were the favourite treat of the little baby Jesus, then the Battenburg would be the preferred teatime delicacy of Satan.
It is a deceiver. It looks like Angel cake, with its ordered pink and yellow colours.
It is clever, very clever. More appealing. Its squares show more discipline than the oblongs of Angel Cake. The imaginative use of marzipan preys on the exotic fantasies of people; originating from Persia, playing the almond card and scented with rose water.
Totally beguiling.
What chance does the homely Angel Layer cake have? She waits patiently in the bread bin until the harlot’s work is complete.
One bite and the victim is gripped with revulsion. Self-loathing takes hold, and the person punishes himself by finishing the whole slice.
It is no coincidence that bitter old people pedal this abomination to young children.
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