Tuesday, 4 October 2011

A very unfortunate kitchen carpet

A disturbing thing in my life is that I always seem to be followed by bad luck. That, or the fact that I just can't escape the consequences of my less brighter ideas. For example... 

Just a few months ago, or maybe a year (time matters not), I was going to try out a recipe for macarons all by myself. My cooking really isn't the best but I have some faith in my baking abilities; though you'll never believe that when I've finished my story. So! I negotiated with my mother about using food colouring to make the macarons green and pink and she allowed me to use them if I kept away from the floor and table. They were going to be delicious with a lime filling in  the middle. I had already made this type of baking with a friend just a few days before what I thought would be an epic baking session. But of course...  it didn't go as planned.

I followed the recipe. I even checked a few videos on youtube! You'd think that would be enough, right... Not for me. In the video they said that if you slammed the baking tray onto the oven, or threw it in the air repeatedly, the floating pink goo would even out and appear to be round. My brain instantly went berserk and thought "WHY, ISN'T THAT A DELIGHTFUL AND SMART IDEA!? I'LL BE THE KING AND THE PRINCESS AND THE QUEEN AND THE TSAR WHEN THESE BABIES ARE DONE!". 

I started out by slamming the poor baking tray into the oven ferociously (the Regular Ordinary Swedish Meal Time way) into the oven. I noticed that the sound of that would definitely bring attention to my mother who isn't very fond of having me in the kitchen (I wonder why that is...) and so I began throwing it in the air, catching it with my hands only to throw it up again. That appeared harmless to me since it was only a few centimetres. I was wrong. The tray flipped over since I didn't catch it right and it landed on the crocheted carpet of the kitchen. My mother would surely notice the mess if I didn't act fast. The future of my kitchen practising was at stake!!!

So, what did I do? I tried to wipe it up with a roll of paper; another one of my bad ideas. Obviously, nothing happened. I decided in panic to simply turn the carpet around so that the sugary liquid wouldn't be visible. After all, both the liquid and the carpet were the same shade of pink. And I was horrified.

After my little adventure
I tried to calm down and continue with my macarons. I finished soon enough and was rather pleased with my work. They weren't as tasty as one could wish, but hey! What can you do?  Later that evening my mother entered the kitchen and called for me in her usual high pitched voice that did not bode well. I should be used to it, really, but I don't think I will ever be. Of course *facepalm*. I had forgotten to remember that my memory sucks and so I had forgotten to keep the food colouring on the sink. They were neatly placed on the table with no caps on. A classic. Some time after that I was still not allowed to set my foot in the kitchen except when meals were served. But she never found out about the accident with the baking tray and the very unfortunate kitchen carpet.


  1. There´s no disaster that can´t become a blessing, and no blessing that can´t become a disaster!

    Så länge som du måste mata en blogg 24/7, så kommer du att vara tacksam över varje felsteg eller misstag du gjort i livet som kan tjäna som inspiration till dagens inlägg .. ;-)

    Du lär dig fort ...

  2. Du har så rätt! Man får se på det positivt :) Men SOM jag har skämts över det här... och en rad andra saker. Nu kan jag åtminstone komma över det. Nu när det är "out in the open" och "fullständigt" anonymt.