Spoiler alert…sorry, but I had to start out with the fact that I didn’t kill anyone.
I volunteered to do deserts for Thanksgiving.
Yes, I’m aware it’s almost Christmas. I’m behind, so what?!?! I would have skipped this story all together except for that I took photographic evidence of baking.
I know I talk a big game about not being able to cook and bake. It’s not so much that I CAN’T that I don’t LIKE it. Maybe I’m simplifying, but it seems to me basic cooking and baking is not rocket science, it’s basic reading comprehension.
And I can comprehend the shit out of anything I read.
Disclaimer: don’t get your panties in a bunch, I know cooking CAN be an art form and is not for the inexperienced. However, the kind of cooking/baking I’m talking about is feed your family so they don’t starve and throw together some desserts.
I baked a pumpkin pie and my banana cake for dessert. The banana cake ended up not as moist as I would have liked, but both were edible and didn’t give anyone the gift of food poisoning. All in all, I call that a win!
Disclaimer #2: I had 2 assistants, but I did the cooking/baking. They followed directions. It may seem from the pictures that they were cooking and I was taking pictures. However, let me assure you that was NOT the case.