How to suck at baking: the tertiery edition.

When left to my own devices, I always seem to get into trouble.

Two weeks ago someone at work gave me a tiny mince pie and that set me off boasting about how I liked to make tiny food too and that I would make some tiny mince pies for everyone! Then life took over and I never got round to it.

Tonight, I have made them!

They didn't turn out quite like I'd planned. I lost patience pretty quickly with the 'tiny' aspect (really hard to work in minature with long nails) but even regular mince pies in the cute pink muffin cases I've got didn't work.

Infuriated, I gave in and made regular mince pies. Two of these are pudgy-fingered ugly children because I had forgotten that the lid needs to be smaller than the cup. The rest are the work of a blind plumber with leprosy, the sort of thing you'd be embarrassed if your child made.

To add insult to injury, I've just realised that no where - no where! - in this whole house do I have any icing sugar to dust these monstrosities.

There must be something that I'm good at?!