Since the recipe called for four hours time of letting the dough sit in the fridge, I thought that half an hour in the freezer was the equivalent of that. It also called for the use of forks to chop the butter into little morsels with the flour mixture so it would form correctly. She decided to use a food processor, and in the mixture went, resulting in a very coarse paste. Oh well.
After a while, our pie came out, scarred by the glass vessel I choose. My friend dubbed it Fail Pie.
An apparently tasty, totally uncracked cheesecake.
Fresh out of the oven...
FROM HELL!!!!!!!!
Looks good, doesn't it.
MMM.....
A nice touch, sugar on the top.
a PERFECT SLICE to keep, eg, not the one I have.
Thats half a heart, and a...flower?
Her slice.
My slice to eat.
What i thought of the flavor.
Coin game.
1 comment:
evil laughter.
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