There once was a tasty looking recipe.
It really appeared so love-a-ly.
It was supposed to be red,
But then to my dread,
They ended up all yellow-y.
Oh yes, my friends, I originally set out to make this scrumptious looking recipe for my
friend’s birthday. Partway through the
process, I reached for the box of food coloring…Looking at the box, it says “Red
Blue Green Yellow,” right? So, in my rush (granted, I was squeezing way too
many things into one day last week and was a little frazzled), I just blindly
reach into the LEFT side where it said RED.
I quickly put the proper amount into my batter. All seems well at this point. I reach for the mixer…I turn on the mixer…suddenly
the RED liquid turns super bright yellow.
Whaaaat?
[insert
shocking yellow picture here that I forgot to take due to disbelief and the
time subsequently spent weighing the options against each other: Do I start
over and use the red? Do I add some red? Do I give up and just send a card? Do I not really have time to be baking right
now?!]
Anyway, I obviously just moved on. The next step had me adding cocoa powder
which ended up dominating the batter after all.
I guess maybe scientifically red is stronger than yellow? Hmm, I really don’t know. As much as I mixed it, though, I could always
see random yellow parts in the batter shining up at me, mocking me...
Once baked, it didn’t show as much, but at some angles you
could definitely tell that you were eating Yellow Velvet Chocolate Chip
Cookies!
They tasted marvelously, by the way, thanks to Jessica at How Sweet.
To top it all off, after I had unplugged the hand mixer,
apparently the end of the cord decided to nestle into my apron pocket. I walked away from the counter and BANG went
the mixer onto the floor. Oh, what a
day!
Poem: 50% by me, 50% by my dad
Poem: 50% by me, 50% by my dad
Oh, Sydney, Red Velvet Cake is to die for. I got the recipe for it from a friend years ago after tasting her cake, and I have never made it. It would not be the best thing for me to make it just for myself, because I would eat the whole thing!
ReplyDeleteThe cookies look scrumptious, however!
I hope your mixer didn't break when it hit the floor.
Aunt Neva
Love that the poem is "50% by you, 50% by your dad." My dad and I always coming up with little sayings, too.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure these still tasted delicious, despite the fact that the coloring wasn't quite what you expected! I've had some epic cupcake disasters recently, so I feel your pain.
I tried not to laugh but you have to because we all have those days! Be thankful the mixer didn't fall on the floor with the cookie dough still in it! :)
ReplyDeleteThat cookie looks awesome! Your blog is lovely! ;)
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