In my mum's back-yard there is an apple tree that is ridiculously run rampant with apples so Shawn and I thought we'd nice and help her out by taking a bag of apples off her hands...
Once we got home, we decided to do the most natural thing next:
Apple Crisp Bake-Off!
It was the battle between "The Recipe Nazi"(me) and "The Free Spirit" (him)... I don't know what Shawn has against measuring cups and spoons but as I scooped and measured he just free poured and spooned here and there and wouldn't you know it, his Apple Crisp looked darn good. Curse him. I was still confident that recipes would prevail over willy-nilly eyeballing.
So we brought our home-made best efforts and presented each of our jury one scoop of each and we waited for the verdict.. And the winner is....
A TIE???
"They taste the same" "They're both good" "Hmm, I can't even tell the difference"
Say what?!?!
Can they not tell that Shawn's was a mis-matched stack of layers while mine was amazingly proportionate??
Apparently not...
I think I might appeal the verdict...
So much for justice.
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