What is it with these packet recipe things? We used to buy them because they made cooking easy. Didn’t they?
But now, something has changed.
I bought a packaged cake mix this morning. A tea cake. I’ll make a nice cuppa this afternoon and have a lovely slice of this tea cake while I watch some telly. That was my thinking.
So. I start preparing to make said tea cake.
Now, usually it will say to add a couple of things like an egg, and some milk. Easy done.
This time, I need coconut oil. And sour cream. As well as the more expected 2 eggs and a cup of milk.
All of which I’m supposed to mix with the flour stuff in the packet.
I like sour cream. Often have it in the fridge I suppose. But today’s not one of those days.
I start to feel a bit useless, a bit ‘different’, asking myself ‘am I strange?’ … because I know I don’t have any coconut oil either.
At this rate even Gone With The Wind would be over and done by the time I had any cakemix near the oven.
So there I was, scratching my head, what to do?
Which all food safety types will tell you is a no-no in the kitchen. No head scratching. So my cake mix not only isn’t much of a cake mix, it’s now bordering on being a health hazard.
I wash my hands.
In something close to 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’.
I find a recipe. A fast and easy recipe.
Ingredients? Milk, self raising flour, sugar, egg, butter. Method? Melt the butter, chuck it all in a bowl, give it a good mix, whack it in a greased cake tin then pop it in the oven for about 25 minutes.
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.
I enjoyed my slice of cake this afternoon. Smugly thinking ‘home made, and with my very own hands!’.
I tossed out that cake mix and swore at the box it came in too as it landed in the bin.
Lesson learnt. Check the recipe books first!