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This is not our usual Survival Saturday kind of post. We were over at the McBombfunk’s and Mrs B had a gingerbread kit from Christmas, so we decided to make that. It was quite the ordeal to be honest. There is a reason I’m not a cook.
So the adventure began when I started reading the directions. It called for room temp butter. I told Mrs Bombfunk to microwave some, as it was all in the fridge. We melted it right down to liquid. Then the measuring cups they owned had lines halfway up the cup and I thought that was the line. So once I combined all the ingredients it was supposed to be all clumpy together. Instead, it was still just fine flour not really sticking together. Turns out the properties of room temp butter is VERY different from melted butter. Plus, I had used half the amount of water and honey called for. We finally got it straightened out and ready to shape.
I hadn’t rolled the gingerbread out as thin as I was supposed to, so we ended up with only 6 Ninjabread men instead of 12. And one of them had a “slight” head injury due to my thumb accidentally squashing him when I pushed him out of the mold. But overall, considering the trouble I’d had with putting it all together, they looked like they were on the attack and ready to take on anyone.
While they were baking I put together the frosting/glazing. Well, those darn measuring cups fooled me again only this time it was in the opposite direction and the glazing turned out very milky instead of firming up.
Then the fun began.
Besides the frosting, there was also a bag of hard candy little beads to be used as eyes, etc. Here’s how everything turned out.
And if that wasn’t enough, we were trying for a stealth Ninja but he kind of turned into a Sad Clown Ninja.
The actual gingerbread was pretty good but the glazing was too sweet and the little hard candies were almost inedible. Mrs B ate her’s like this:
Once it was all said and done, we had fun. If I’d been trying for serious pictures it would have been an epic fail, but like I said, there is a reason I’m not a top chef with my own tv show. Bookstooge Ramsay I am not!