In this era of MasterChef, My Kitchen Rules and Ready Steady Cook it’s almost uncool to actually admit there is any cooking activity at which you fail. We have Jamie and Nigella urging us to make 30-Minute Meals and “Express Cook” because you can (apparently) do healthy and tasty without it taking hours. We are bombarded with more foodie magazines than ever before and the rise of food blogs is seemingly unstoppable.
Couples and families compete to ‘whip up’ a gourmet something that in reality took the planning and preparation of a military campaign but is passed off with a casual “oh, we just had it in the pantry and I really had to use up the [insert name of hard-to-locate gourmet ingredient here]”.
In the face of such competence, is it any wonder that most of us (no matter how reasonable we are at cooking) simply can’t come to terms with our own kitchen fail?
I am a baker by preference – I love to make cakes, pies, muffins and desserts. I can also do dinners – soups, stews, stir-fries and curries. If the mood hits, I can take on some fancier items and I love doing short-order meals on a weekend. I’m certainly not in the class of the contestants on MasterChef but I can hold my own when it counts.
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I had moved out of home and was 21. I'd bought a brownie cake/slice mix that I'd made before which was to die for. Was craving it badly, as was my best friend. She was coming over to visit, and was dying to try this as I'd raved about it so much.
We were gasbagging quite a bit as we set about preparing the cake mix. '100mls of water' the box said. Where does my flatty keep his measuring cups? None? Ok, try this jug, it has measurements on the side.
Poured in 1000mls (yes, a LITRE). Friend and I still chatting, neither of us noticing this epic cockup. Mixed it all in, still oblivious. Two (usually smart) grown women, and we still didn't clue in.
It wasn't til we poured it into the slice tin that we realised it was more like muddy water than cake mix. We ended up drinking it, but damn it was good