Here’s the weirdest “baking” mistake I’ve ever done.
It all began several months ago when my sister introduced me to chocolate-covered potato chips. I hated it, but she loved it. It is also expensive. So today*, I tried making them myself. The problem is the chocolate. I couldn’t find baking chocolate at the supermarket I was at. I contemplated going somewhere else until it occurred to me the ice-cream I’ll be buying would melt (ice-cream is not for a cooking experiment, but rather how bloody hot this country has been the past week.) I settled for a plain Cadbury milk chocolate (They didn’t sell dark chocolate. What the what!)
Problem is when I melted the chocolate three times, it turned flakey instead of looking like pudding, but still somewhat melted. So lesson learned: don’t heat it three times. Once—for a minute—was actually enough. (Or use chocolate that would melt properly. Say, I don’t know, BAKING CHOCOLATE?) Or, you know, keep melting it.
After a lot of fun with the chips and chocolate (and me risking looking like how I ate when I was seven years old), voilà! You might think it’s gross, but it turned out quite well. It’s a mixture of sweet and salty. Oh! One of life’s conundrum! How splendid!
* Yeah, yeah, two baking adventures in two days. I start work next week. I need to retain my… uh, dignity, somehow
(I’m also aware at how gross this looks. *Shifty eyes*)
2 weeks ago
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