Cranberry Biscotti. I don’t even know what it is.
It sounds very holiday-ish though. If I made something
like that, I’d be impressed with myself.
Sooooo Hubbie took the kids to soccer so I could clean and
get dinner going because we’re going to a Murder Mystery
Birthday party (close to Christmas but not a holiday
party). And I have to bring an appetizer(I’ve always had
a hard time spelling horsdeuvres). I thought if I brought
Cranberry Biscotti instead of my normal crackers and cheese
or veggie dip that would be pretty darn cool.
I can kinda say it would have been homemade
because someone else gave me the dry ingredients
already mixed in a bag (you know the kind you get as a
present with the directions attached on how to finish and then
the bag or jar sits in your cupboard for years) (actually someone
gave this biscotti mix to my mom as a present and she
so kindly handed it down to me).
It should have been easy.
I might not be a great chef but I can follow directions.
1. Cream butter and eggs. (I think I can blame everything on
this step. Three outlets in my kitchen aren’t working and
my microwave is hooked up to one of them, so I couldn’t
properly soften the butter. I used a blow dryer but that
only made the outside melt. I creamed them but
it turned out to be chunks of butter with beaten eggs.)
2. Add biscotti mix then form into 2 – 9 inch loaves.
(I even chilled the dough but there was no way the
powdery mix was shaping up into anything. And there
was no way it would have formed two loaves.)
3. Bake. Cool. Cut into slices. Bake again. (Really. It
sounds easy. I never made it this far.)
Revised 3. Dump whole thing in the trash because
something went wrong.
I could blame the dry mix. I could blame the blow
dryer. I could blame my lack of baking skills. I could blame
the microwave not working.
Either way. I’m bringing crackers and cheese. Gone
are my dreams of Cranberry Biscotti. Just say it. Biscotti. Just
saying the name sounds cool.
It sounded easy. Really.
The funny thing about this story is that I can picture the whole thing, even the blow dryer part.
I think you rock.
I went with the blow dryer on a wing and a prayer. Desparate because I was actually in the mood to bake. And I wanted to impress everyone with my biscotti. Yeah, whatever. But that probably really didn’t surprise you. 🙂