...I can make a wedding cake, doesn't mean I can boil an egg!
Hatred of soft-boiled eggs (or any form of cooked eggs other than rock hard ones mashed with salad cream) + getting distracted by playing with the cat = strange alien egg formations in an over-boiled saucepan. Nice.
Back soon with a recipe for the most delicious chocolate cake ever (yep, it's the wedding cake one) and more "oh aren't I crazy to take on so much" confessions.
hahaha I cannot tell you how much I love that picture :)
ReplyDeletecan't wait for the cake recipe!
If it helps...I can't make rice! Hard, chewey, soupy, paste, are all words used to describe the rice that I make. Then last night as we sat down to Chicken Tikka and Naan, I realized I forgot to make the rice altogether!!
ReplyDeleteWow, now that IS an achievement! ;)
ReplyDeleteYep - your mother' daughter. I have that problem all the time! Mind you a magic egg-piercing thingy does help - although not infallibly !
ReplyDeleteWow, how did you manage that?! Hilarious. Good luck with the cake :)
ReplyDeleteI think I might have cracked one of the eggs when I placed it in the pan. N's face when he got home was a picture! There go all the illusions of me being a domestic goddess! Oops!
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