When I think of fall, I think crunchy leaves, cozy sweaters, steamy coffee, glowing pumpkins, and 90 mph winds paired with sideways rain.
Every year, Floridians get skimped on the crunchy leaves and cool weather and we go straight to catastrophic hurricanes. It’s really no big deal if you’ve lived around here for awhile (although, a category 4 and up we tend to get a little restless).
This weekend, Roban and I planned to do ALL the fall things! Pumpkin patch, hay ride, corn maze, boiled peanuts, and the like. Sadly, Hurricane Nate AKA the ultimate fun killer decided to grace the Florida panhandle with his presence.
Were we going to let this spoil our fun? Heck no. We decided to bring the fun indoors and have a good old fashioned BAKE OFF.
Roban and I love to bake, as do her two Chicklets. We obsess over The Great British Bake Off and thought it would be fun to host our own little version. Each Chicklet carefully chose their own recipe and we baked our little hearts out for literally eight hours.
Naturally, the big kids paired their bakes with Pinot Grigio.
On your marks… get set… BAKE!
Sophia kicks off her bake using an ancient recipe passed down from her great-great-grandmother from France: Nestlé Toulouse.
Roban went the “no bake” route, hoping to save more precious time for wine.
Emma was off with a bang, gracefully preparing her pureed graham crumbles.
In typical Sydney fashion, I got in way over my head right off the bat with making my sugar cookie base from scratch. Sophia asked me why I didn’t just use pre-made dough. I snobbishly replied “ugh! Pre-made dough is not my journey, Soaps.” She simply shrugged and said “well, your journey is pretty long.” Touché.
As the baking competition heated up, our LSU game was so rudely interrupted by Hurricane Nate updates.
With this much sweet, you’ve got to have a little savory. The aroma in the house was just as confusing as you might imagine.
*dramatic music intensifies as tension mounts*
*the wind howls in the distance*
Great. One of the judges is drunk!
Every baker has experienced the moment when you realize your bake may not turn out as great as expected. See also: “well, shit.”
INTIMIDATION WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.
Sophia’s bake was finished rather quickly while the rest of us ran around like chickens with our heads cut off.
The telltale sign of a violent bake off.
Uniformity is key! A good swirl doesn’t hurt, either.
The best part of “The Great British Bake Off” is when they all sit on the floor and stare into their ovens.
Once the bakes are finished, contestants scramble to plate their goods. The judges are looking for impressive presentation!
That’s it! Bakers, step away from your bakes!
From left to right: Emma’s Triple Peanut Butter Triple Chocolate Cup drizzled with a milk chocolate glaze; Roban’s Butterscotch Cookie Lasagna topped with homemade whip and delicate chocolate wafer; Sydney’s Cinnamon Roll Cookies with a sugar glaze, paired with a dollop of chili “Kansas style”; Sophia’s Chocolate Chip Cookie Monster Cup finished with a homemade vanilla buttercream & not-so-homemade chocolate ganache.
Of course, our judge appears unimpressed.
In the end, a winner was decided once our judge exclaimed “MORE!?” and lunged toward Sophia’s Chocolate Chip Cookie Monster Cups. Friends, let this be a lesson in the classic case of “less is more.”
Hurricane Nate couldn’t stop these Chicklets from making the most of this breezy October weekend. After the suspenseful bake off, we all chugged cold glasses of milk and nursed belly aches while Nate raged on outside. As it turns out… no fun was killed.
Not today, Nate. Not today.