catch up on all my blogging. I am really sorry I haven't been posting
regularly! I have been busy doing things like eating this:
![]() |
| Krispy Kreme! You can't get real donuts in New Zealand, I swear. These are Australian imports hahahah, like actually. |
And this...
![]() |
| Hot Lava Fudge cake at my friend's birthday...mmmmm. So rich though. If that wasn't obvious already haha. |
And these...
![]() |
| Does this really need a caption? No, no it doesn't. But I just made one. Oops. |
Okay, sorry.
I'll stop.
But seriously, I have been really busy.
So instead of posting something meaningful and beautiful,
I will tell you this hilarious story.
Please be warned that I may or may not be the only person who finds
this as funny as it actually was...
So anyway -- when I was like fifteen or something, my best friend and I
decided we were going to make cookies.
Just sugar cookies, nothing too crazy {so we thought}.
All was going well, mixing flour and sugar and whatever else, and I get to the milk.
By this point, we had got flour everywhere. We are a mess and so is the kitchen.
I look down at the floury cookbook to find that the instructions are telling me to
add four cups of milk. Now I'm no professional baker, so this never occurred to me
that that's a lot of milk for a dozen or so cookies.
In goes four cups of milk.
An entire bowl full of milk later, I realize something is wrong here.
More flour is added to balance out all the milk.
Something is definitely wrong.
I look back at the cookbook, now realizing that under the flour mess,
there is a 1/ beside that 4. Which equals 1/4. Not 4.
Oops.
We added more sugar to balance it all, baked approximately 4,000 cookies,
and proceeded to throw them all out once we tasted how gross and flavorless
they were.
Needless to say, I don't bake often anymore.
And when I do, I triple-check those directions.
Anyone else have any crazy baking/cooking mishaps?
Help me feel not so alone!



















