Chocolate beetroot cake
Serves 10
¾ cup canola or rice bran oil
¾ cup tightly-packed brown sugar
2 large eggs
300g (2 medium) beetroot, peeled and finely grated
½ cup currants
1¼ cups plain flour
½ cup walnut pieces
¼ cup cocoa
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
2 tsp cinnamon
1. Heat oven to 160°C. Grease a 20cm ring tin and dust with flour.
2. Combine oil, sugar and eggs in a bowl and beat until pale. Stir in grated beetroot, currants, sifted flour and remaining dry ingredients.
3. Spoon mixture into prepared tin and bake for 30 to 40 minutes or until a skewer inserted comes out clean but moist. Cool in tin for 10 minutes before removing to a wire rack to cool completely.
Ice with chocolate icing once cold.
Chocolate icing:
1 cup coarsely chopped dark chocolate, or melts
½ cup cream
¼ cup strong coffee
1. Place all ingredients in a bowl and over a saucepan of gently simmering water or microwave in short bursts to melt. Stir until smooth, cool a little, then drizzle over cake.
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