Edible Creations that are not sooo edible.

Once upon a time I thought that I was a good cook, or at least I could bake. Recently though, I have been proven otherwise. Take last night for example. I made waffles.

I had a deep craving for a waffle with chocolate chips in it and peanut butter on top. I know, now super healthy, but the last time I had such a treat was at Rinnie's a long time ago. besides, they were whole wheat, which i like to think cancels out all of the bad stuff (peanut butter, chocolate chips, etc)

Well, I needed whole wheat flour and chocolate chips, so Esther graciously drove me to the store in her new super cool car (that I am coveting greatly - a mini cooper). Since i am on crutches I decided to give the motorized carts a go. I got pretty good, could even flip a U-y in the middle of an isle:)

Anyway, I grabbed what i needed and headed home. I began using a recipe that I was unfamiliar with, but seemed simple enough. I doubled it, so that we could have leftovers. I did the math in my head, put the flour, baking powder and salt in a container and began cracking eggs for the next step. Unfortunately I didn't read the whole recipe or directions and believed that I needed 4 egg yokes. I got 3 yokes and ditched the whites. Unfortunately on the next line, the whites were called back into action. I could not retrieve them from down the drain however, no could very easily separate them all out again, and then there is the added math of the three yokes already added and all of that. Thus, I began again. Thankfully I had put them in a separate bowl, thus saving me the flour and dry mixture.

7 eggs later, I had my egg mixture. I believed I was ready, so I added my fluffed eggs to my dry batter, mixed it with the electric mixer, presumable mixing it all in quite well. I began making my first waffle. I was too excited at the prospect of eating waffles that i forgot to add the chocolate chips to my mixture until it was too late and all I ended up with was a waffle with chocolate chip droppings singed into the top and chocolate melted all throughout my waffle maker. No worries though, as I had prepared to scoop the next waffle I realized that my mixer had been significantly ineffective and there was substantial unmixed flour throughout my batter. As I took the batter back over to the mixer to get the job done again, I glanced at the recipe and realized that I had forgotten a significant ingredient - oil (a whole cup of it). I mathematically guesstimated that since i had already used one waffle's worth of batter this cup of oil should now be somewhere between 3/4Th of a cup and a cup. I left this measurement up to fate. (now that I look back however, I believe that I only put 1/2 cup in - i guess fate was not on my side). Anyway, after tis whole ordeal I made two more waffles.. then covered the batter and put it in the fridge, no longer feeling inspired, but rather defeated. I ate my waffle and felt disheartened.
This reminds me of the time that I made chocolate chip cookies for Erik and forgot the brown sugar. And also of the time in the recent past when I made a cake for a group of people at my house, and accidental used meg's already used and recycled oil. My cake tasted like old, burnt mandazis.
Oh well. I guess we all can't be good at everything :)

(in other news, I went to the doctor today and he told me that he is pretty sure I tore my Meniscus (sp), but does not know to what extent. I am in a brace and taking anti-inflammatory for the next two weeks and then go back to him to see what my progress is. He will then asses if I need an MRI/Surgery - I think it is good news sort of, but feel a bit disheartened by it. I wish it was more concrete. I don't really want to wait another two weeks to find out. But, we will hope and pray for the best. Thanks for all your prayers)