Dates are another thing that I came to quite late in my life. For some reason I had them in the same category as prunes in my mind and had, therefore, never tried them. My dad used to eat them but I just wrote them off as something gross that I didn’t need to investigate. But then one day I ate one and could not believe what I had been missing out on for all these years. It tasted just like toffee. Sweet and delicious. They are now up there as one of my favourite treats (admittedly the list is quite long).
Recently my friend, who was expecting a baby, told me that there had been studies linking dates to timely and quick labours. A quick internet search confirmed this. She sent me a recipe of a date loaf that she made and ate the day before she ended up going in to labour. I made it last week and it was excellent. Tasted like sticky toffee pudding and went down a treat with everyone there. (Thankfully it didn’t cause anyone to give birth though!). A number of people asked for the recipe, so here it is: