Why I don't have a cooking blog

The Bad Caramel AppleLast month, I found a recipe for caramel apples.  It looked good, so, even though it broke my rule that all recipes should be quick and easy, I printed it out.  Tonight, I decided to make it.

I followed the recipe exactly--including the part where it said the caramel should reach 335 degrees.  I was wondering why it smelled a little burnt and why it looked much darker than most caramel.  Hmmm.  Finally, before I dipped all the apples in, I decided to check that cooking blog again.  Sure enough, the 335 degrees was a mistake.  It should have said 235 degrees. 

So my family happily ate their uncaramelized apples on sticks.  I could teach Michelle Obama a thing or two about how to help kids avoid obesity.  Just give me a week in the Whitehouse kitchen.

In my defense I was once a pretty good cook.  It's not a coincidence my husband proposed on the same day he tasted my homemade rolls.  Then we got married and had two kids with gluten allergies, so cooking is a lot more complicated now.  (I also had better hair before I got married.  My hair hasn't looked quite right since I lost my favorite round brush on our honeymoon.)

That's why I like writing.  It's so much easier to fix my mistakes. 

I'm making orange rolls for Thanksgiving this year.  We'll see what happens.  Have a Happy Thanksgiving.