Monday, August 24, 2015
So, you’re in the kitchen, happily mixing up a cake for the big double birthday. You realize that you’ve nearly forgotten the vanilla, so you balance the electric mixer on the side of the bowl, (as you do), just for a second, while you reach into the drawer for the bottle. Without warning, the mixer leaps from the bowl and runs like a juggernaut across the counter. Too late, you realize that it is the GREEN bowl which allows you to do that little balancing trick, and today you are using the BLACK bowl. Carnage ensues.
There is batter all over the walls, the stove, the coffeemaker. By the time you have the wit to stop staring in helpless horror and pull the plug, the blades of the beaters have become inextricably entwined with a bag of green beans, and bright green shards of crunchy goodness are also everywhere. You pick a few out of the bowl, but before the baking can resume you have to perform some surgery over at the sink.
It takes several minutes to unwind the plastic bag which once housed the beans from the beater shafts, but you notice, on the upside, that many of the beans appear to have topped and tailed themselves without any effort on your part. A good thing, since once the cake is in the oven, you will be spending some time with a rag and a ladder, mopping up the mess you’ve made. Isn’t cooking fun?