"Currants! Cuuurrrraaaants!"

I've just made Eccles cakes. Upon taking them out of the oven, my first thought was to wail, "Oh! Oh! I'm so sorry for cooking you!" But then I looked closer, and realised that they weren't anguished after all; they were undead. Undead Eccles cakes. That's a drooling zombie on the left, and a sneering skeleton on the right.