The (Not So Great) British Bake Off

What do you get when you mix wine, Jameson, cider, end of the semester exhaustion with baking? The result in my case, some pretty pathetic buns.

To avoid insulting my friends, I must make you aware right now that I'm only speaking about my own baking abilities.

When you have grand Pinterest ideas for these buns, and extremely poor baking capabilities, I wish I had told myself to not get my hopes up. If I needed to sum up my talent, it would be how I needed to enquire about the difference between butter and margarine. For real ... 

Three pals possessing minimal skills with myself carrying the torch for the most utterly useless of the trio. It's worth noting that all three of us participating in this baking challenge are far from professional. So much so, that we tossed the idea of doing anything from scratch, and don't you dare judge us. Give me your finest Morrison's home brand cupcake kit, x3. Honestly, what could go wrong? Well, as it turns out, a lot. The finished product clearly speaks for itself.

It baffles me how completely hopeless I'am at this craft, when I'm actually a decent cook. Surely, it's the same tricks of the trade? I'm trying not to dwell on this, but for fuck sake, can someone please explain?

These buns are part of an in-class bake off, and I've currently a batch of redeeming (pre-made mix) brownie blissfully cooking away. Nonetheless, when your creation resembles the same shape as the continent of Australia and are certainly inedible, what chance do these meagre mini-cakes have?











From top to bottom, Lily's, Mine and Annabel's



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