Twenty five dollars, 2+ hours, amid miscellaneous mounds of mush, our dreams of confectionery acclaim came to a screeching halt.
I was laughing so hard, tears were running down my face. Back to the drawing board!
... and I can safely remove 'Pastry Chef' from my retirement career options.
Onward! Here is something else I accomplished this weekend-
Tomatoes are planted. Hidden from fowl and freeze are Black Trifele, Black Krim, Carbon, Sungold, Lemon Boy, Celebrity, Beef Master, San Marzano Redorta, and Yellow Submarine.
I know. The WoW's aren't filled.
I'm just a livin' on the edge kind of gal ~
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4 comments:
The cake pops look great! I know how fickle they can be- I tried making the mini cupcake pops and it was so much more effort than it was worth. At least you can still eat the failed attempts (I know I did!).
Don't give-up so easily! I think the chickens are cute! I'm really jealous of your garden space! I would give a toe for a plot that large to grow in!
Allison - Oh yes, we nibbled on the failed attempts~ what a sugar overload that was!
mkoniecski - Unfortunately, we seemed to get worse the more we tried! lol. Yes, Bubby and I love our backyard. We'll be adding beans, cucumbers, peppers, squash and eggplant. It really is our little bit of heaven :)
I didn't know you write a blog. Cool. I shall visit. I LOVE your garden. Eating local doesn't get better than this. Cheers, Anna, Darryl, & Ava
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