I saw a blog prompt suggesting bloggers talk about a time they had a recipe fail. Okay.
I don’t have recipe failures myself. Not because I am a good chef. Simply because I tend not to take risks in the kitchen.
I mean, we’re dealing with food here. I don’t mess about with food. I’m not risking ruining my dinner. That’s just reckless.
But, I do remember when my two brothers and I were still living at home, mum decided to make a pavlova.
It was a half-failure.
It tasted amazing.
Unfortunately though, it fell apart.
Picture four people sitting around a table with a spoon each, helping themselves to communal pavlova.
But deliciously ridiculous.