Among the many victories, there surely are a few failures.
I consider something a fail according to this criteria:
1. More than 1 person does not eat it
2. Negative comments are made
3. Persistent negative comments are made
4. Eaters doubt my future baking experiments
So yes, this one has failed. But I take part of the blame.
One fine sunday morning while everyone was asleep, I began my cauliflower experiment. Using Chocolate Covered Katie’s recipe as a guide, I started mixing the ingredients.
**sounds of the bedroom fan turning off and the bathroom light turning on**
I panicked! Who has woken up? I must hide the evidence of the cauliflower otherwise they are not even going to try this! I hacked away at the cauliflower, dumped it in the processor, flicked the switch and rushed to clean up the raw cauliflower crumbles, chopping board and knife.
Just then, F walks in to the kitchen, groggily Alhamdulillah.
‘what are you making?’
‘err…eggless chocolate cake, it’s healthy.’
‘what are u blending?’
‘…the wet ingredients.’
‘cuz the person said so.’
‘and you’re following her instructions?’
She walked off to eat her breakfast. In my head I let go a sigh of relief and quickly finished up baking.
I admit, there was an odd smell while baking. I take the blame because I think I may have put in a little too much cauliflower during my frenzy, and perhaps didn’t blend it long enough till it was a smooth paste, so when u bite into it, you could see tiny white specks.
I told F and S later what was inside it. They were 😲 and said they knew there was something weird with it.
The negativities didn’t end. After a day or two in the fridge the smell of the cauliflower apparently got more apparent. If i was the one who didnt know there was cauliflower in it, I would’ve thought that maybe too much vanilla fell in and that cheap chocolate was used.
But that’s me and my supposedly weak nose.
We didn’t tell T that there was cauliflower in it, and Alhamdulillah she kept eating it and actually thought it was nice.
So the cake was finished by T & I.
Would I make it again? Maybe if I have nothing to do and have a rotting cauliflower in the fridge.
I’ll put a lot less cauliflower though.