A baker I am not. This fact was confirmed this past Saturday afternoon in my feeble attempt at using an electric cake pop maker. I had considered the purchase for some time, and when I found a machine on clearance for $12.00, I took the plunge. I couldn’t wait to try it.
My new kitchen gadget seemed harmless enough, with its pretty red exterior and small counter footprint. The instructions seemed straight forward and idiot proof. Unfortunately, my creations resembled UFOs, and not the round balls pictured on the box and in the recipe. Oh well, should the aliens descend on my home, I can greet them with a tray of red velvet spaceships.