Very rarely does baking get to happen in the Froese household, but when it does, well, it’s always an interesting experience 😉
It always starts off fairly under control:
About half way through things start to get a little less Martha Stewart than we originally hoped for:
However, our hope is renewed as they actually start to rise like they’re supposed to:
And then it all falls to pieces. Literally. Nick picked all the pieces off the floor before I could grab a photo, but here’s the counter aftermath:
What we like to show the world:
And reality:
Ah well, at least they taste good!
