
I wish I had pictures of all my fails because there are plenty! I think that comes with the territory.
The most memorable fail isn’t even mine. It’s my husbands. He made this crockpot chicken and rice dish. The recipe sounded great. We got home, plated up the dish and it was the most bland thing we have ever eaten. It was so devoid of flavor that it pulled all of the moisture out of our mouths. Ever see someone do that cinnamon challenge and a cloud of cinnamon dust escapes their mouth? It was that dry. After one bite, we all tossed it in the trash and laughed our way to some fast food.
Another fail that I can think of that is actually mine is a decorated cake. I tried to make a buttercream transfer and it came out horribly. His birthday is around Thanksgiving and he was in a bowling league, so I put together a turkey cake. I felt so bad for my nephew.







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