Pinterest Mishaps

This Ecard makes me laugh. A lot. 

This moment has happened at our house on several occasions. On one particular night Jason found me mixing up a gelatin and milk concoction that kept showing up on Pinterest. It's supposed to work better than Biore pore strips. Problem was that it hardened immediately once I put it on my skin and became painful to take off. Plus, it didn't work (apparently it does for some people).

On another ocassion, I was trying to make a fabulous toffee candy recipe that caught my eye on Pinterest, to be given as a Christmas gift. It was all going so beautifully when Jason walked in the kitchen as I was dropping a spoonful of the hot toffee mixture into a glass of cold water. If it solidified, that would indicate that it was done (a candy thermometer would have been very useful here. I did utilize my meat thermometer, but it couldn't measure the high temperature that a candy thermometer can. All of the candy makers are cringing right now).

Anyway, the husband looked at me and in an impressed sort of way, and said "You look like a little chemist". Which kind of made me laugh, and got me thinking about chemistry class, and the fun times we had trying to distract the teacher from actually teaching a lesson. When I turned around, the mixture in the pot was smoking heavily causing my eyes to burn. I immediately took the the pot outside and (thank goodness) I don't have a photo, but picture this: I'm barefoot in the driveway at 9:30 at night, in my pajamas, holding a smoking pot out in font of me, eyes watering, fingers crossed, hoping I didn't ruin this pot and that the smoke detector doesn't go off. A little bit defeated, I dumped the smoking concoction into the woods and as it sizzled, I decided to forget about the toffee for the evening.

It didn't end all bad though, because I ended up with these little goodies:

They are missing a toffee layer, but they are mini crackers, topped with both white and dark chocolate, and covered with slivered almonds.

I think this recipe could have worked just fine had I had the proper equipment. Or perhaps I could have paid a little more attention in Olly's class; if only I had known about all of the experimenting I'd be doing in my adult life. Or maybe, I should warn my family members about the dangers of distracting a gal when she's working on something that she saw on Pinterest...