I swear I read this recipe over at least a half-dozen times. Did the instruction to pipe a base ever register with the brain? Apparently not.
Then, I went searching for my star tip. I knew exactly where it was, but, again, something wasn’t quite right. I didn’t recall that it was so small. But, I piped merrily away anyway, making my hollow, but tall, towers.
When I put them in the oven, it dawned on me that maybe something was missing. A bottom, perhaps? Let’s check the recipe one more time and see. Why, yes, there is the instruction, clear as day. No excuses, especially since I just had my eyes checked.
And the star tip. When I put away the freshly washed tip, lo and behold, there was the LARGE star tip, sitting neatly as you please in the right spot. I know I would have seen it. Did it become invisible? Burrow into the dish to hide amongst the wine corks and sugar packets?
It’s a plot, I tell you.
Well, I’ve decided to proceed with the recipe anyway and fill the towers with orange-flavored whipped cream and a mixed berry sauce. The kitchen gremlins will not win this time.
I’m still adjusting to a new work schedule, so my apologies for blogging a day late.