Let me tell you a funny story about the disaster of my cooking. Cooking that I normally excel at. Cooking that I love. Cooking that almost defeated me last night. And it wasn’t even really cooking!
Thanksgiving time – my apple pie is always requested. And dinner in my house, almost always handled by me. You can typically walk in on any given day and find some sort of sweet treat. You will love it.
Well your waistline may not appreciate you eating the sweet treats, but mine sure does!
However, there is one item that I cannot seem to cook. And what is so staggeringly frustrating about this is that it’s an extremely simple dish. I know this. Yet, every SINGLE time I make try to make it, I fail.
The dish that so blatantly taunts me with its lack of congealing and mixing?
Now before you go on and on in the comments, I realize you just heat water. Then you just mix the solution into the mix till its dissolved. And then you just add cold water and stick it in the fridge. Simple. I get that. ‘Cept I don’t.
It NEVER mixes properly and it NEVER becomes, well, Jello. It just becomes flavored soup. Yum.
Now, knowing all this, why on earth I decided this would make the perfect dessert for my company holiday potluck I have no idea. But I did. So I started out with orange flavored jello mix which I then added the appropriate liquid according to the box instructions. I followed all the steps. I added fruit. According to the directions. I stuck everything in the fridge. Three hours later I had soup. So I um, panicked, and I added the only other mix we had in the house.
Lime. (Please, if you can see where this is going forgive me. I truly was panicked.)
Now if you are good at art, or perhaps just know how colors mix together you can see where this ends. Turns out on the color wheel when you mix ORANGE and GREEN you get the most lovely of shades. Brown. So orange Jello and Lime Jello do not = yummy Jello. Oh No, you get BROWN Jello. Looks delicious right?
So after a panicky attempt to fix this, I am trying desperately to figure out what else I can bake. SURELY I have something I can make. Um, clearly I need to go to the grocery store for every dessert I have is missing some key ingredient. Alex, who I might add, should have been in bed since it was now 10 p.m. wanders into the kitchen to figure out why I’m freaking out. Then he laughs.
He laughs and laughs and laughs. Then he wipes away his tears. Then he wipes away my tears. Then he hugs me, grabs shoes, ushers me into the car, and hastens me off to the grocery store. (May I just say how eternally grateful I am for all night grocery stores? I would have been in one tight pinch without you Kroger. Thank you.) Fast forward to 25 minutes later and we are now home. Where I am perched on the counter observing my husband, the one who must get up in a whopping 3 hours for work, make me Jello. For my work party. Where he will not get to eat said Jello.
May I just say, my husband who can annoy me and whom occasionally I do not like, is the best husband out there for me. He laughs at me, laughs with me, wipes me tears, and most importantly…He can make Jello. Behold his great creation.
Why are holiday parties so much stress? I don’t know about you, but this is one adventure I could live without!