This is probably the last post I'll ever write about cooking with toddlers. I'm beginning to feel like a hapless home maker.
Of course if you would like me to carry on admitting to Sandy' kitchen nightmares, just to make you feel better about your kitchen prowess, then I'm sure I have more tasty treats in my repertoire!
So today's attempt at being a domestic goddess was Chocolate Cornflake Cakes.
I expect it would be if I had bothered to Google the recipe.
I thought I knew how to make them, after all it's so easy a child could do it, right?
I melted butter and golden syrup in a pan and added cocoa powder.
I took the bowl over to where my willing assistants (Presley and Cash) were waiting, wooden spoons at the ready.
I reached for the cornflakes. There were 17 in the packet.
In they went to the chocolatey mixture.
Hmm, we needed more cereal.
Et voila, Chocolate Sultana Bran Cakes:
And no, they didn't set.
They were however a darn sight tastier than the jam vol-au-vents!