Oops #1

Three cuts and eight eggs on the floor later, the cake came out of the oven. As a reminder that heatproof means heatproof, and not just a random glass bowl.

You see disasters happen in my kitchen too. Most likely even more than in yours. Oh well, oops!

PS. My grand-mother nows calls me Hiroshima… Just to give you a hint of the extent of that glass bowl explosion.

4 thoughts on “Oops #1

  • Kathleen M. February 24, 2012 at 2:23 pm

    Your grandmother sounds wonderful! :)

  • Jeanette February 25, 2012 at 6:45 am

    Hiroshima! Love your granny’s sense of joke =))

  • Lucia February 25, 2012 at 5:25 pm

    Les désastres avec les oeufs sont des désastres sympa ;-)

  • Sammie March 23, 2012 at 7:03 pm

    What a lovely blog you have here!! I very much enjoy reading about your adventures in the kitchen!

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