The scene: While I get the supplies in order before we start, Nicholas, 8 is reading the ingredient list and recipe.
Nicholas (8): It says here we need two teaspoons of flour. That doesn’t seem right to me.
Maureen: Nor me. Here, let me have a look. (Looks at the cookbook.) You’re right. It says two teaspoons of flour to make 20 cookies. Maybe we don’t need as much flour because we’re freezing the dough.
Nicholas: It seems to me that it’s not right.
Maureen: You would know. You ARE my No. 1 assistant, especially when it comes to baking.
Two hours later, after the dough has been frozen…
Maureen: Oh no!
Nicholas: This is a DIS-AS-TER!
Maureen: It certainly looks that way. There’s no way these look like the picture, or indeed, even like cookies.
Nicholas: It’s a good thing you’re not on the Great British Bake Off today.
Maureen: You’re right. This might be a disaster, but lets bake them, just to be sure.
10 minutes later…
Nicholas: Baking them didn’t make any difference. This is an EPIC disaster.
Maureen: Epic might be overstating it a bit, but it’s not good, that’s for sure. Let’s taste them…
Nicholas: They don’t taste bad.
Maureen: No, they don’t, but nor do they taste good. This was, as Andrew would say, an epic FAIL.
Do you see those chunky chocolate cookies pictured in the cookbook?
That’s what they’re supposed to look like.
Do you see the flat, flacid cookies in the foreground? That’s what we ended up with.
I can only conclude with one word: #FAIL.
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