Everything is moving so slowly, like time has somehow dialated. Bubbles and pockets of momentary capability mingle haphazardly with incoherence and blank stares.
We made the world's worst candy today. Schorched three batches at once. It is pretty, but the cooling hard candy sheet moves as if mocking our day and what little progress we have made. Maybe someone can use it as a gag gift? We're giving it away to anyone who wants it.
Some future date we may try again.
We made the world's worst candy today. Schorched three batches at once. It is pretty, but the cooling hard candy sheet moves as if mocking our day and what little progress we have made. Maybe someone can use it as a gag gift? We're giving it away to anyone who wants it.
Some future date we may try again.
4 comments:
Is that stuff levitating?
Yes, Keebler was watcvhing David Blane and finally figured it out.
Definitely levitating. *wink*
But how does it TASTE?
It tastes like burning. Media refrences nonwithstanding, that's exactly what it tastes like. Burnt sugar. Nothing more, nothing less, just sweet and burnt.
All remnants of flavor from the ingredients must've been frightened off by the blackened 4" disc at the bottom of the pan, which I still have not managed to find the time to scrub off.
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