The other day I walked into a cake shop

Nostalgic for vanilla sponge .

But all I saw were cakes of chocolate

Each one more exotic than the next!

There was chocolate cake with swirls of butter cream – shaded in grades of chocolate

Ombré I was told they called it while the next had a shiny sheen of smooth ganache.

The Black Forest with its whipped cream stripes and hints of cherry on biscuit base,

While the Dutch Truffle vied for space with other different chocolate cakes .

Walnuts or just plain curls of whites chocolate or cake drizzled with coloured sprinkles

Goodness me ! There were tonnes of different chocolate cake: thick, dense, rich and dark- it simply dazzled me .

What happened to the plain buttery vanilla sponge that was the ONLY cake I ever knew ?

The old fashioned crumbly, grainy sponge that went well with cream and chocolate too!

The cake we had for tea each day because it was so ordinary.

Linking this up with Sanch and Corinne’s #FridayReflections. This was my response to this week’s prompt – Nostalgic.