Ok, Esther and I started this blog but haven't done anything with it yet. Don't ask me why. So, it's in desperate need of a post and here I am.
Thursday night, Esther, Joylily(a friend from North Carolina) and I decided to make breakfast. Ok yeah, that in itself sounds weird. Making breakfast at night? But we were making egg caserol and coffee cake so we could have a yummilicous breakfast without getting up super early. So we began with Joy and me working on the coffee cake and Esther making the egg.
All was going splendedly, we were happily chattering away(as teenage girls do when they haven't seen each other in like at least five years). Because of the number of people that would be eating it, we decided to triple the coffee cake recipe. I said we should do double the goupy stuff because it taste better that way. But Esther didn't agree! *sigh* I was finally ok with the fact that we weren't doing double when we suddenly realized we had done too much butter. Apparently late at night, us and math is not a good mix. Instead of tripling the amount called for in the recipe we had done six times the amount.
Now of course I didn't mind. I said from the beginning that we should do double the recipe for the topping. =P And no, it was not done on purpose. Definitely an acident. Ok, so we begin to fix our slight cooking problem by simply adding more of the other ingredients. Once again, all was going smooth. But suddenly, we come to the horrifying discovery that we have no more brown sugar. We looked everywhere for it but alas, none could be found. So what do we do? GOOGLE!!! Yeppo, google, my trusted cooking friend. We found a recipe for brown sugar. Haha, at first we said that we were truly cooking from scratch, then we realized that to make our own brown sugar was not exactly the definition of organic cooking. Taking a refined substance and 'unrefining' it. But eh, it's ok, we solved our dilemma and at that time that's all that mattered.
Now, you might think that that is more than enough badness to happen in one cooking experience. I mean, it's not possible to have more mistakes.....is it? Let me tell you, IT IS!!! Boy is it ever. Once we finally had ingredience sorted out it came time to put them in the pan. So I asked Esther what size we normally use for a double batch. She told me 9"x13". So, ok, I should have just put 2/3 of the batter in a 9"x13" and put the rest in one of our 9"x9"s but no, I decide that it will ALL fit in the 9"x13". I was right! It fit. We popped the egg and coffee cake into the oven and then found Abby, Bekey(Esther's and my sisters) and Amy(Joy's sister) and informed them that since we made breakfast and they are on breakfast duty the least they could do was do the dishes. *evil grin* And suprise of all suprises, they agreed to it. I think aliens came and did something to their brains. But that's another story. =P
Ok, so Esther, Joy, and I go upstairs to our room to hang out. And we hung for awhile and talked and had tons of fun.....but then we hear panick downstairs. We rush down and Abby rather frantically tells us that the coffee cake is exploding in the oven. I sorta start to freak out but realize that wont help things so instead I grab the oven mits and open the oven door. Exploding was a major exageration. It was more like, rising and spilling all over the sides of the pan and inside the oven. But whatever the case, it was a mess. After scooping enough of the remaining batter into another pan, which I will add I almost forgot to greese, we placed them back in the oven to finish cooking. At this point the whole kitchen was filled with smoke because of the coffee cake cooking onto the inside of the oven. We had to take down the smoke alarm because my mom was sleeping. Haha, that's right, my mom slept through the entire episode.
Anyway, so we finally get everything close to done but of course both the egg casoral and the coffee cake take waaaaaaaay longer than they say in the recipe so we did the norm and set them for longer.....a little too much longer. The egg was, well,.....brown on top. Not reallly that burnt but a little. I think the coffee came may have survived. At least, I know one of them did. I think we slightly burned the other though.
Ok, so the moral of the story is....DO NOT EVER EAT MINE OR ESTHERS COOKING!!! Lol. No, not really. We are fine cooks. But like all, we have our mistakes. It just happens that the thing you will hear about most on here are our mistakes because what's funny about a sucessful cooking experience? NOTHING! So yeah, mistakes are what you'll hear about. But we can cook most of the time.
Oh, btw, I will post the recipes for the cheesy egg casoral and the coffee cake. But not right now because it's 11pm and my fam is mostly asleep so I don't want to wake them up looking for the recipes. I can never remember what books they are in. And I'm not one of those amazing cooks that remembers all her recipes. =P
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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Wow. That sounds like how virtually all of my cooking/baking endeavors go. =P It sounded like a loverly, funful experience/time though. =D
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