Recently I asked an older relative for her famous cake recipe that she’s been making for over 30 years.
I have since attempted it three times but it never looks or tastes like her delicious original. It’s been incredibly frustrating, but as I’ve had my fair share of kitchen failures (see my previous post on macarons) I chalked it up to my inability to follow a recipe and lack of patience for anything requiring skill or delicacy.
That is, until I told my mum about the failures and she said “oh, that’s not your fault. She’s notorious for giving out fake recipes.” Continue reading