It happens to all of us, right? right!
The other day was October birthday #1... birthday tea was planned, with fondant fancies, cake pops, cute iced cookies etc. All bloody night the day before and most of the actual birthday was spent baking, however I was missing one crucial ingredient, my baking mojo. It upped and left.
Result? uh, three usable fancies, and they only came into grudging existence because my sister (perhaps more genetically gifted and naturally suited to pretty and cute cakes) is no quitter! I was all for chucking the bastard things out. There were six good fancies, but the dog ate the other three, that was just the sort of day it was.
My cherry bakewell whoopie pies were very cute and (dare I say?) pretty tasty, they were also more at my level decoration wise, I mean, splodge on the icing and press half a (E number loaded, no natural image to protect here) glace cherry on top. The recipe came from The English kitchen, a lovely blog with lots of nice recipes.
The cake pops were sweet, in every sense, I might try them again but with home made cake and frosting. They were quite cute though, even my very non professional looking efforts. My iced cookies ran, dripped and failed to set properly... *sigh* the jam tarts, delicious, almondy short pastry, sad they all collapsed then! my dear family scraped them off the cooling rack and made very appreciative noises. Good pastry, bad mojo.
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