I was baking apple cakelings. I haven't done this in a while, because it involves beating one egg into butter and sugar with a hand whisk; the way my shoulder felt, I won't be doing it often.
I'd mixed everything up, including some candied ginger and the apple. I measured out the flour, and poured it through the sieve into the rest of the ingredients.
There were insects of some kind left in the sieve. Wriggling. So clearly alive, no possibility that I was misidentifying them.
And I'd already put the flour into the other ingredients.
I'd have had to start over, with a fresh bag of flour. Except we don't trust the store downstairs for flour--canned goods, yes. Milk, which comes from the dairy in sealed bottles, yes. Not flour. Which would have involved a longish walk on a windy night, and starting over from the beginning.
Half the point of cakelings is that they're easy. Normally.
cattitude is getting his birthday candle in a brownie we picked up at the Greenmarket this morning.
I'd mixed everything up, including some candied ginger and the apple. I measured out the flour, and poured it through the sieve into the rest of the ingredients.
There were insects of some kind left in the sieve. Wriggling. So clearly alive, no possibility that I was misidentifying them.
And I'd already put the flour into the other ingredients.
I'd have had to start over, with a fresh bag of flour. Except we don't trust the store downstairs for flour--canned goods, yes. Milk, which comes from the dairy in sealed bottles, yes. Not flour. Which would have involved a longish walk on a windy night, and starting over from the beginning.
Half the point of cakelings is that they're easy. Normally.
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And more directly for our LJ host - many sympathies! I regularly take time to appreciate what having a well-stocked kitchen means, to make up for the chores of having to actually do the restocking. (That's only tangental - lack-of-item being my usual thing, if I start on a baking project and have to abort.) It's been years since we've had bugs in the food, though I have had my own little traumas over the years. I'll have to remember what another of your posters says, about freezing staples overnight right when I bring them home, for future reference.
Crazy(and stuff like this is partly why - so more sympathies to you, once again)Soph