What is it with these packet recipe things? We used to buy them because they made dinner easy. Didn’t they? The packet came filled with some flour-like stuff, and you cooked some sort of meat, chucked the floury stuff in, added a cup of water and brought it to the boil or whatever. That actually was easy. Boil some veg and there was dinner, done.
But now, I must be way behind the times. Seems things have changed. I picked up a packaged cake mix the other morning. A nice tea cake I thought. I’ll make a nice cuppa this afternoon and have a lovely slice of this tea cake while I watch re-runs of Downton Abbey. Perfect. So I head home, and start preparing to make my yummy tea cake.
Now, usually a cake mix will just need you to add an egg and some milk. Normal everyday stuff that most of us would have in our pantry or fridge. I thought that was because just about everyone would have an egg or two, and most likely some milk. Easy done.
But no. This time, it tells me I need coconut oil. And sour cream. As well as an egg and half a cup of milk. Which I’m supposed to mix with the floury stuff in the packet. I begin to think ‘well jeez what the ?? do I need that floury stuff for?’
I’ve got all sorts of flour in the pantry … a bit of sugar and surely some good ol’ self raising flour would have done just the same, wouldn’t it? Sheesh, that whole pack of self raising flour was cheaper than this ‘cake mix’ too!
Fair enough though, I suppose I do have sour cream in the fridge every now and then, I like it. Of course it’s all been used up well before this particular day.
But seriously, how often does missus average have coconut oil on standby!?
I’m missus average in case you were wondering.
Ok, I should have read the pack before I bought it.
But there I was. Downton Abbey would be over and done by the time I had any cake near any oven at this rate.
I’m scratching my head by now. Which all food safety types will tell you is a no-no in the kitchen. So my cake mix not only isn’t much of a cake mix, it’s bordering on being a health hazard.
In desperation I reach for the pile of books next to the breadbin. The dreaded recipe books.
I find a section in one, titled ‘Fast & Easy cakes’. Sounded a tad racey, but I can’t get sidetracked, I have to find a recipe so I can have my slice of cake this afternoon. I’m starving by now.
I find a cake recipe. A ‘fast and easy’ cake recipe. Ingredients? Milk, self raising flour, sugar, egg, butter. Method? Basically melt the butter, chuck it all in a bowl, mix it and then whack it in a greased cake tin, pop it in the oven for about 25 mins.
The only thing different to that packaged cake mix was melting some butter. And not ripping open a cardboard box to wrestle with a plastic bag of some floury stuff.
All turned out well in the end, I had a nice relax with a cuppa and enjoyed a slice of cake that afternoon. Cake that I’d made all by myself, without any fancy schmancy packaging anywhere near it!
Punching one fist in the air I growled and grimaced as I tossed out that plastic bag of floury stuff and the box it came in!
Seems I’ll be making more use of that stack of recipe books from now on.
Guess I must be all growed up at last 😀
All for now,