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The first weekend of this month, we had our tax-free sale. This was an excellent time to buy a few things we needed. One thing I’ve been relentlessly in search of has been nice kitchen hand towels. You can imagine my elation to discover Kohl’s had some nice looking 100% cotton towels on sale. Regular price $5.99 marked down to $2.99.
I asked my husband how many should I get. He said, “Why not order 30, that’s a good price?” I thought 30 was a bit much, but he assured me if we liked them that wouldn’t be a problem and if it not then we could simply return them to our local store.
I was too popped or something and ordered 30 kitchen hand towels. It wasn’t until later I realized what he said, which was…“Why not order 10. That’s only $30 and it’s a good price.” I heard the $30 and my brain thought he meant to order 30. Gee whiz, talk about goof ups!
As it turned out, we do like these new kitchen towels quite a bit. We’ll be keeping all 30 of them. Yeah, I know this is the flag of Texas and we’re in Tennessee, but who cares. No, we don’t have any personal connection to the state of Texas. I just liked them because they are patriotic. That’s one of the reasons that drew me to the design to start with and it was half priced! Awesome, right?
Do you recall my RTT post two weeks ago where I mentioned Iced Lemon Cookies? That’s okay if you don’t. You can read it here. Good news is I made them last Friday. The bad news is something went crazy wrong. I followed the recipe to the letter. They had a great taste, but they were simply too chewy in the center as if they weren’t done. It wasn’t until yesterday I figured things out.
Are you curious to know? I thought you might be. I made a batch of fresh-baked homemade biscuits yesterday. There’s nothing like hot buttermilk biscuits straight from the oven, except when they come out not out of the oven white instead of golden brown and not plumped up tall, but flat.
Where my bake elements burned out? Nah, this couldn’t be. We replaced the bottom unit not all that long ago….maybe it was the top element was on the fritz. I checked. Sure enough, both units were in perfect working condition.
I slid my second pan in the oven baked those and got the same results. That’s when it dawned on me the cause of my biscuits not getting done. It was like a switch getting flipped and a light came on upstairs. It was my flour! It wasn’t self-rising. It HAD to be all-purpose flour which would account for the lack of fluff.
Flashback…I did change out my flour when I made the cookies on Friday. Why didn’t I realize it was all-purpose? I know why. You know how manufacturers are, they aren’t too keen on making obvious distinctions in their product packaging. Anyone can make the blunder in picking up the wrong item, right? Especially, someone hurried…like me! Please, don’t tell me you NEVER done this. If you haven’t, I don’t want to know. Now….I know why my cookies bombed on Friday – all-purpose flour was the culprit!
Lucky for my hubs, I had a bag of self-rising flour in the pantry and was able to start again with complete success on my biscuits, saving his evening and his taste buds were completely enthralled with my southern style buttermilk biscuits.
This isn’t my first cooking goof up. Trust me, I have a better story to share with you. This happened years ago, mind you and it was because I was in too much of a hurry. I decided to make peach cobbler. As I was mixing up the batter for the cobbler, I threw in my cinnamon. “Wow,” I thought. “That cinnamon is awfully brown.” I did a double take on my spices. My eyes got big in alarm. I didn’t dash in the cinnamon into my recipe but instead, it was cumin. I couldn’t just scrap everything and start over so I scooped out as much of the cumin as possible and then added the cinnamon…lots of cinnamon to cover up any lingering cumin.
Later that night, I acted like nothing was wrong. I could smell the cumin in the cobbler just a bit and I could taste it a little. I wanted for a reaction by my husband and kids, but no one said anything and that’s when I let the cat out of the bag. Everyone laughed and declared my screw up wasn’t all that noticeable. I vowed that day to never make that kind of mistake again. Even now, I make sure to read the label carefully when something calls for Cinnamon. Next time, I may not get so lucky.
My goof ups appeared contained to the kitchen, right? Well…that’s not always the case. But, I won’t go there. This is enough screw ups to read about for one day. What goofball things are you guilty of doing? I owned up to mine, share some of your own. =D
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PS: I just think it’s funny they sell Texas towells in TN. *grin*
Oh man…I am goofy by Nature. Always loosing keys and stuff like that. None of the really good ones come to mind at the moment.
‘Gale
I don’t know how many times I have added sugar instead of salt to things and vice versa. I feel your pain.
Thanks for the laugh about the towels too. I needed a good laugh after the stressful day I’ve just had!
Best wishes,
Natasha.
Oh, my goodness. I can’t believe I am not the only one to do that. But for me I did not notice until the bake goods were done. I some how added a cup of salt to my cookie dough instead of sugar. The family had a good laugh for days to come.
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Have a great week.
NanaHood is following you now. I live in south central Kentucky and Tennessee is only a little over an hour away. We are practically neighbors!
Nice towels… of course I’m a Texan so they do have a special appeal. I’ve made similar kitchen mistakes. The other day it involved corn. I posted about how it became a big family joke.
I can’t even remember what I was cooking now; all I remember is realizing it went horribly awry and chucking it in the garbage, only to have my husband come in and freak out at that sight. I told him it wasn’t going to be good anyway but he said he would have eaten it. Which is highly unlikely. But I remember that feeling of utter fail. Ha ha. Happy RTT.
I’ve made some things that have bombed, but not necessarily due to screw ups in the kitchen. I’m relatively cautious in the kitchen, mostly because I’ve blundered by adding things when I shouldn’t, or before cooking them the way they should be.