Making cinnamon rolls was supposed to be easy, but looking at the dough, I knew I was mistaken. Something had gone disastrously wrong, it was sticky, too sticky. The dough was sticking to the counter despite it having been sprinkled with flour. It was on the rolling pin and all over my hands. I gave it handful after handful of flour, yet it seemed only to make it worse. I picked it up and tossed it back down over and over and continued to try to knead the dough into submission, to no avail. I grew even more frustrated at myself and the dough; this was supposed to be easy. I have made all different types of bread: bagels, challah, ciabatta, raspberry sweet rolls, cranberry nut swirl bread, and more; why was this not working? I took a step back, giving it a skeptical look. I brought the dough up and slammed it on the counter repeatedly, kneading it vigorously in between. With one last slam on the counter, I was ready to give up. I had kneaded for over twenty minutes now. I gave a sigh of defeat. I prepared myself to …show more content…
give up. This would have been my first time abandoning a dough. I was ready to throw the dough in the trash. I looked to my side at my cinnamon-sugar mixture ready to be used.
I looked at my hands and they were covered in the sticky mess. I looked at my pans. They were ready to go, laid out and greased. I looked at the rolling pin, covered in dough from my attempt to roll the dough out. I finally looked back upon all my previous bakes, and I thought to myself, I am not ready to give up. Cinnamon rolls may have not been the possibility, but perhaps something completely new was in order. Taking a small chunk of dough, I shaped it into a ball and pushed my finger into the center, as if making a thumbprint cookie. Next, I took a spoonful of the cinnamon-sugar mixture. I put it into the depression and placed it into the pan. I repeated it over and over, feeling better the more I made. The sticky mess had turned out to become what I now call cinnamon bombs. After their rise time and time in the oven, they had turned into a delicious treat that everyone
loved. I knew that this was not what I intended to make in a hundred years, yet it became something to be proud of. It also made me realize that making bread was bigger than just making the bread and eating it. It became a reason to go out with my grandmother on Sundays to buy ingredients and have lunch together. It became a time to wind down and reflect upon my week. It allowed me to become lost in something else besides myself. This experience has taught me that when things do not turn out how you expect, there are still ways to overcome the circumstances. It taught me to make the best of what I had, and that sometimes things turn out better than they would have originally.
The baker will start by melting the one stick of butter in the oven safe dish. Take the paper off of the stick butter and place the stick of butter in the oven safe dish, then place the oven safe dish in the preheated oven until butter is melted, after the butter is melted put on oven mitts and remove the oven safe dish from the oven. Now get your measuring cup, measure out one cup of flour, pour the cup of flour in the mixing bowl. Then measure out one cup of milk and pour it in the mixing bowl, next measure out one cup of sugar and pour in mixing bowl. Next get the spoon and mix the ingredients thoroughly until mixed completely. Now pour the mix into oven safe dish on top of the melted butter, and lastly open the large can of peaches with can opener, dump all of the peaches on top of mix in oven safe dish.
In Middle School, before taking a big test teachers would always hand out peppermint or a piece of gum. The purpose behind this seemed unclear. However, from further research their was interesting facts about peppermint candy and Big Red cinnamon flavored gum. Peppermint candy is made with the oil of peppermint, which is extracted from the peppermint plant. This is why the candy can have some of the same effects as the oil itself. People believe the brain effects associated with peppermint are related to the scent of the peppermint, rather than the ingestion of it.
have to bake, cool, and fill the roll with its filling, and you will have a total masterpiece.
What you are going to do first is put corn oil on your palms, so that the dough will not stick to your hands.
I came up with different recipes and made three different kinds of cotton candy cookies. I asked all my classmates to taste them and provide their vote on which one they like the best. The cookie the majority of the class liked was the first one I made. When I was making cookies and researching I learned a lot! For example, did you know that drinking milk can increase your chance in developing heart disease, cancer and diabetes? I didn’t either until I was researching about milk because I thought I might use it in my recipe! Also, the first time I made a cookie it didn’t turn out very well. It tasted disgusting and like flour! When I tried again, I had someone help and she told us what I did wrong. I learned that if you put both butter and margarine, it will taste better. I also learned that you need both baking soda and baking powder to make the cookie rise. You might be wondering why the first cookie I made won. Well, most people voted for the first cookie because the green cookie was to brittle and bitter and the other cookie was way to sweet with both icing and
Then I sat the tie on the counter to the left of the towel and grab two slices of bread from the bag with my right hand. I then lay the bread down on the towel flat, side by side. Next, I hold the open end of the bread bag with my right hand and spin the bottom with my left. Then I hold the twisted part, pick up the twist tie with my right hand and tie the bread up. I lay the bread down on the counter and grab the `jar of peanut butter. I hold the jar in my left hand and unscrew the lid with my right. After unscrewing the lid, I lay it down on the counter and pick up the knife by the handle. Once the knife was in hand I scoop out some peanut butter onto my knife. I then spread it evenly onto one slice of bread until completely covered and is about an eighth of an inch thick. I repeat these steps on the other slice and sat the peanut butter jar down. Then, I grasp the edge of the paper towel with my thumb and forefinger of my left hand and wipe the peanut butter off from the bottom to the tip. Afterward, I place the knife back on the
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I take out two slices of bread and put them onto a wooden cutting board. I put a few thin slices of turkey onto one piece of bread. I then take the other piece and gently nestle it on top of the turkey. I put the sandwich onto a paper plate and take it to the table. I look at it and think to myself, job well done. But I can’t help thinking that I’m missing something. Oh yes! Miracle Whip.
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