So I thought I was a good cook. Ok, cook is probably not the word I should use. Baker. Yes, I love baking! Cookies, cakes, tarts, cupcakes, breads, rolls. You name it, I love to bake it. (For that reason, Brandon and I compliment each other well since he is by far a better cook than I am).
Yesterday for some reason, I tried making yummy, warm rolls for Sunday dinner and this is what happened...Well, I'm not sure what happened.
Yesterday for some reason, I tried making yummy, warm rolls for Sunday dinner and this is what happened...Well, I'm not sure what happened.
Just in case that picture doesn't do justice, Brandon models the dimensions of my very imperfect rolls.
To better rolls next time...
2 comments:
ok, so I wasn't actually going to comment on this, because i've already commented on EVERY other post, but i didn't want it to feel left out! ha! they may not have looked good, but how did they taste!? that's the important thing.
What's wrong with them? Maybe I'm just used to horrible rolls? Were they supposed to rise more?
Just serve them next to snicker salad and no one will notice. :)
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