I enjoy cooking, it calms my mind and I didn’t realize until now how much I enjoy working with my hands. Also I do believe the way to H’s heart is through romancing his palate. But I hate washing and cleaning like no other. And worse, I hate cleaning the kitchen after a grand failure.
Whip cream is my Achilles heel. I know how easy it is to do, but I frequently overwhip it. One minute it is soft peak, then suddenly it starts to curdle. This morning, it jumped immediately from thickened cream to overwhipped, thanks to the Turbo button. I pray and hope there is a saving grace in overwhipped cream.
Luckily, there is.