Tonight’s baking expeditions were a massive FAIL. Not once, but twice.
This picture is not from tonight.
It was a New York Style Crumb Cake I made two nights ago.
Although I don’t like crumb cake myself, I made it for a small catering gig. Reports are that it was good. And the recipe was easy. And a no-fail, which is surprising, given the source. But that’s tomorrow night’s story.
Tonight I made a recipe for Carrot Cupcakes. Flat. Completely tasteless. And from my dear Barefoot Contessa. After grating up three cups of carrots, I hated throwing the cupcakes away. I hate wasting ingredients. And time. And Madeline helped me. I felt bad that we had to throw away something she worked on too.
And then I made a recipe for Oreo Cheesecake Cookies. Another massive fail. And again, in the garbage they went. This time, the recipe was from Tasty Kitchen.
Seriously I felt cursed. WTF is going on in my kitchen and how can I stop it?
So I gave up the good fight and made S’mores Fudge instead. A tried-and-true recipe. I should stick to those more often.
Tomorrow is another day.
She’s been doing this the past few weeks. She either rides on one end or the other. Or my particular favorite, she sits on the bottom of the cart, at the other end, with her legs dangling. When I said it was my favorite, I wasn’t serious. Sarcasm, you know. In the Target carts, the bottom is high enough that her feet don’t touch the ground. So we’re golden. The grocery store carts? Not so much. Never a dull moment.
Tonight Nick did a report on the invention of cars. Did you know that a woman invented windshield wipers? I didn’t know that, but it’s so practical, you’re not surprised, are you? And the first car cost “a few thousand,” which back then amounted to about $70,000. Yikes.