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Beetroot Cake


I've never been especially focused on healthy eating, rather the opposite :) However, the idea of this cake looked interesting so I decided to give it a go. It was well worth it - chocolate cake just as I like it - moist and sweet, though there's no sugar in it!

Ingredients:

2/3 cup sunflower oil
1/2 cup honey
50 g dark chocolate (70%), broken into pieces
250 g  raw beetroots, grated
3 eggs
1 ½ cup flour
2 tsp baking powder
5 tbsp cocoa powder
a pinch salt
1 tbsp dried shredded coconut (optional)

Start with the beetroot. Place unpeeled beetroot in a pan and cover with water. Simmer for about 40 minutes, remove from heat, drain the beetroot and leave to cool.
 

When it's cooled the peel will be really easy to remove, then grate on the small side of the grater.


Preheat the oven to 175°C. Warm the oil in a medium size sauce pan on very low heat. Add honey and chocolate and stir until the chocolate is melted. Remove from heat. Add the grated beets. Whisk the eggs in a small bowl and then add them to the sauce pan. Sift flour, baking powder, cocoa powder and salt together and stir into the beet mixture. Grease a baking tray with oil and add shredded coconut to prevent the batter from sticking to side of the pan. Bake for 25 minutes or until slightly dark and crackled on top and still a little sticky inside. I waited for the cake to cool and cut it horizontally into 2 halves. Then I stewed a few plums with sugar and spread them onto the cake, and added chocolate on top. Bliss!

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