Sometimes things in the kitchen don’t quite turn out as intended. You start with a seemingly credible recipe, measure your ingredients meticulously, pop the mix in the oven and wait patiently with your fingers and toes crossed. Surely it will turn out right after all that. Yet, inexplicably, you draw from the oven an item that barely resembles the image on your recipe. “Oh god, is it even edible?” is the first thought that runs through your head. I like to call situations like this ‘divine intervention’, rather than admit that somewhere along the lines I messed up spectacularly. Take Wednesday for example – I followed a new recipe to the tee (an unusual occurrence), confident that in doing so nothing could possibly go wrong. However that faith meant thatI failed to see the warning signs going off in the background. I frowned at the cupcake batter in my bowl and tried to fathom just how I was going to pour it into the muffin tin when it resembled cookie dough. Despite thinking “Huh, I’ve never made cupcakes like this before” and my gut suggesting something was wrong, I ploughed on, resorting to squishing the mixture into the liners with my hands. I’m sure you can picture the result. Continue reading