baby steps

Am a cook of convenience. I know some dishes well. Well enough to replicate with consistency in taste and look. The rest I make up as I go along. It’s worked great for me and the family so far. Let’s forget the husband for a wee bit here.

I am no baker. I built it up slowly from the age of 20 back home on that pineapple upside down cake and was going uphill up until 2003. I made lovely brownies from Duncan Hines boxes, and the kids were innocent enough to eat it and think Mom’s awesomest ever! Then apparently during the pregnancy and the subsequent birth of my munchkin I shed that skill or it dumped me. The jury’s out but the repercussions persist.

My life in the kitchen has never been the same again.

They don’t call me tenacious for nothing. I don’t give up until I die trying. So I do, once in awhile of course, just so I don’t exhaust folks around me trying to keep up.

I got a brownie pack again. Baked. I got this.

  • Look: Black
  • Taste: Burnt
  • Feel: BoneHard.

perfectly burnt

I let it go.

Tried again a few days back, in a fit of enthusiasm on welcoming the kids home after they were at camp for a few days. I woke up early, fired the oven, opened the Duncan Hines again, broke the eggs, poured the oil and counted the 50 strokes, and cajoled the mix into teeny little bundt pans. Watched the timer like a hawk and Voila, pulled them out in time. They smelt great. Here:

  • Look: Browner than Brown
  • Taste: Bien!
  • Feel: BoneHard.

bundtbrownies

Note to self: Baby steps girl, baby steps. 1.5 out of three ain’t bad at all. We’ll get through this together. Keep baking. We’ll get ’em foodies one day. Yeah baby we will.

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