Hello Friends :) Today I'd like to share a funny story with you all. I was talking with my dad this morning and it reminded me of this.
Many years ago, I had found a recipe for cookies (I think Peanut butter cookies). Anyway, I decided to make them right away. Keep in mind I've never been great with baking.
One of the ingredients was brown sugar. The only brown sugar we had on hand, we'd had for a while. So basically is was one large very hard chunk. But I was determined to use it anyway.
Well, I had to break it apart right? well I pounded on it again and again, with no luck. So then I got a butter knife out and attepted to "chisle" the clump.
Once again, I was having zero luck. At this point my dad jumped in to help (if thats what you wanna call it). We decided that we needed more force on the knife, so we got out the hammer.
After pounding with the clump on the table a few times, we decided to move to the floor to not make as much noise. Note: it was on a plate, not right on the floor.
The plates we use on a daily basis aren't china or ceramic. I don't think they're plastic either. Anyway, if you drop them they don't break easily (or so we thought).
So dad and I are hammering away on a knife which is digging into a chunk of brown sugar, which is on a non breakable plate, on our kitchen floor.
At some point we give up and when we attempt to pick up the plate, its in 2 pieces. All that hammering broke the plate. My dad and I cracked up laughing, my mom however, wasn't so happy with us. To this day we still crack up when we think about it.
BTW those cookies never got made :)
I hope you all enjoyed my little story. Everyone have a great night/day.
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