Do you remember a year ago when I scorched off a few layers of skin on my thigh trying to hard boil eggs? How about when I filled a container full of Goldfish only to send them flying across the kitchen, or the Amish Friendship bread that sunk in the middle or the batch that I screwed up before even getting to the baking instructions? Well, Ryan said it well, "After a small house fire and six hours, I think she nailed it. Right?"
My Cake Balls
Lea and Patti's Cake Balls
The "small fire" was in reference to ranch/dill pretzels I made (and burned), and the "six hours" was actually about 24 when you take into the account to cake balls I had to finish dipping in chocolate the following day because I ran out of time. The cake balls were actually delicious - just close your eyes while you eat them ;)
Mmm!
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