"The details of my life are quite inconsequential... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self improving boulangerie owner from Belgium..."
I didn't ever think that I would be quoting Austin Powers on my food blog but all I could think about was the famous Mike Myers character late this past Saturday night. So what does Austin Powers and food blogging have in common? Well, my father was never a relentless self improving boulangerie owner but I certainly did lose my mojo. My baking mojo that is.
It was a quiet Saturday evening at home, the husband was out at a pub cheering on his beloved Arsenal against Chelsea, and so I did what I would usually do in that situation - I bake. I decided on two things: Anzac biscuits since the day is coming up and a chocolate cake to take over to Gastronomous_Anonymous' as I planned on dropping in for a visit the next day. The fact that it was almost 10pm didn't faze me at all, both were things that I had whipped up a dozen times with no issue, and it would be a walk in the park...
Oh how wrong I was.
So, how do Anzac cookies taste without sugar? Probably like the dust from the trenches that our dear Anzacs fought in. And how do you beat a cake mix to make it all lovely and fluffy when you've broken your mixer - and I still have not yet figured out how I managed that. By hand you say? Don't be ridiculous!
I had confidently also made a double batch of biscuits - so I now have dozens of tasteless dry biscuits that probably never go off. I have a broken mixer that cannot be fixed as one of the whisks has clean snapped off and a sink full of dirty dishes. I have, completely and utterly, lost my baking mojo.
Does anyone remember how Austin got his back? Help me regain mine!