Posts tagged baking boo boo
Posts tagged baking boo boo
My oops from Vanilla (welcome Spring!) on Vanilla.
While in the oven, I knew something wasn’t right, they were rising too much and the texture seemed kind of weird. I double checked the recipe and found my mistake. Now I know… this is what happens when you use baking soda (left cupcake.. oopsie) when the recipe calls for baking powder (right cupcake.. the right cupcake). Because this was a paid cupcake order, I made the cupcakes a second time, without the boo boo. The mistake cupcakes tasted totally fine so I was able to enjoy them and share some with friends (don’t worry, no wasted cupcakes in this house). I very rarely make the same recipe immediately after making a mistake, but I’m glad this happened.
Part of my job at the bakery is to mix, shape and bake the scones for the day. I really enjoy it because I feel ownership of them. It’s cool thinking that 5 days a week, if someone has a scone at the bakery, I made that scone! Up until I got this job, I had never made scones before, ever. I didn’t really like scones (see: biscotti), but I thought since I make them every day at work, I wanted to give it a try at home! I followed a recipe in a cookbook that I’ve had in my pantry for a long time, but haven’t made anything from yet (I think this is for a reason). I wasn’t too happy with the outcome, but I kind of know why, so I’m so not stressing about it. Below is my attempt at Apple Cinnamon Scones…
A couple of weekends ago I went home home and had a baking date with my mother. Originally, we meant to do this Mother’s Day weekend, and while we did have an enjoyable and restful Mommy and Cora weekend, we both were a bit under the weather at that time.
Anyway, pictured above is a mess made by (surprisingly enough… not me) my mom. She wanted to bake this bread that she refers to as a Sally Lunn. However, upon looking up a Sally Lunn (when we at first couldn’t find her recipe), that is not what we made. I’ve always thought of my mom as more of a cook than a baker. Although I do have memories of homemade gingerbread houses and one specific memory of making a Sally Lunn… or what I’m renaming “Mamma’s bread” with one of my best friends from elementary school.
And this time I’m not going to set my oven on fire.
I almost wasn’t going to write about this I felt so ashamed. I was so disappointed in myself that I actually said the words “I quit.” I take it back now and I find it much more amusing than horrifying.
So what happened?
Well is started off absolutely normal, making simple chocolate chip cookies that I love that I have made many times.
It was pretty hot in the kitchen and the butter was softer than normal but things seemed like they were going as usual. I was actually letting Lena do most of the work.
When it came to making the dough into balls I knew something was off, it just felt a little too gooey but we didn’t have a lot of time and I didn’t pay it too much attention. And then we put them in the oven and the dough started to spread. Very fast and very thin. I thought that would be our only problem… but then it started to drip over, which has happened before but not to this extent. And it dripped into the area where the fire is (it’s a gas stove, I’m sure there’s a technical term for where the oven is open on the bottom) and then a little flame started, and then it spread.
So I over mixed. I made pancake cookies.
A lot of big, round, yummy pancake cookies.
I used this recipe here.
Michelle’s pick, Maple Oatmeal Cookies (sans cranberries and walnuts), can be found here.
A lot of the pictures Jonah took are of the same thing, which at the time I bugged him about but it was actually nice having more to choose from and also not having to think about taking pictures while baking, which can get kind of tricky and messy. However, when making Michelle’s cookies, the camera sat dormant for a while. But here’s Michelle looking adorable with her batch.
We also used the ice cream scoop with her cookies, but got very different results because of the oatmeal and other things.
Here are the (accidental) pumpkin butterscotch pancakes. I feel like I have baking boo boo’s almost as much as I have successes and part of me wants to just show pictures of pretty things I make, but I also am choosing to blog about my process. Even when I make dumb, dumb mistakes (even my mom made me feel a little foolish when I explained it to her over the phone).
So what was the culprit? The recipe called for corn oil, I read the corn part, but not the oil part. I used corn syrup. I didn’t think it was that odd, because Black and White cookies I made a while back called for a little corn syrup, but that’s where the mess up was. Silly me.
Now don’t have anymore pumpkin left.
Ooopsie! GIANT COOKIE.
Oatmeal white chocolate cranberry. I bought steel cut oats on accident. They do different things. I think it tastes good, but it’s a very different texture.
Picture taken from my phone because my silly camera is not working