Cooking With Michelle Part 2

So after dangerous driving we get back to Michelle's house to try and bake everything. We get into the normal rhythm of cooking where I go to the computer and turn on the Numa Numa song for our ritual dance around the kitchen.

After we get all worked up from that Michelle starts pulling out the pans we need to cook. I had never baked anything besides cookies and brownies so my job was to stir or just watch in amazement. I love cracking eggs so Michelle was kind enough to let me do that. Then I got to stir the ingredients in the bowl. 

As this was my first time making these types of sweets I learned a valuable lesson. The raw mix tastes horrible. Just terrible. Cake mix tastes like bad pudding and I can't even describe the horror of cupcake mix. Brownie mix has given me such a false idea of the taste of these items. It's not fair that cake mix looks so similar to brownie mix and makes me expect it to be good. I forever hate it for that. It's like eating a skittle expecting it to be an M&M. Your face revolts against itself when the taste isn't right. You feel like your tongue is trying to slap you in the face for doing that to it. Not only that, the aftertaste will not leave you alone either. It takes forever to get rid of it. It's something you regret for a week afterwards. I'm cringing just writing about it over a year later. Beware raw cake and cupcake mix. Beware!

To be continued

Cooking With Michelle Part 1

So one thing that Michelle and I do a lot when I visit her is cook. She actually knows something about food and I'm fascinated by it, so it's always fun. Of course when we're together, there is always shenanigans. While it's impossible for me to remember and write about every happenstance we have done, mostly because I have horrible memory, but also because there's been so many, I decided to do a mini series called as you should have noticed;

So the first incident in the kitchen with Michelle I can remember to relay is last Valentine's Day. By last I mean 2010 not this years. I was bound and determined to make a cake for a friend while we were also going to make cupcakes for our drumline.

So the cooking adventure begins the way almost all of my visits to Michelle's does; a trip to Wal*Mart. This time we also had Zach with us. So in Wal*mart, we can never just go to the food we need. We have to roam around the toys section for a while first. I'm in college and I still love to roam around it. There's just so many fun things in there. The board games, foam swords, magic 8 balls, bubbles, hula hoops, tonka trucks. We just wander around and play with what we can until we get in trouble or bored or remember we're on a mission for sweets.

So we finally get to the food aisle and standing and choosing anything is so hard for us.  We just stand and stare for awhile touching things before we decide.

We eventually manage to choose something, in this case cupcake mix as well as a type of cake mix and then travel back to Michelle's to try and cook. 

To be Continued