Today I stood in front of the oven, froze...and just shook my head. I botched two batches of bars...in a row.
Make crust, top with caramel sauce...bake...then top with crushed candy topping.
I made crust, topped with caramel annnnd topping.....and baked.
Duhhhh. Make that Duh, repeat ...and duh again!
They're not terrible...they're just terribly ugly, and very buttery.
Tomorrow is my mother-in-law's 80th birthday, Saturday we are having a little party for her. Today I started baking for the soiree - I've been told to plan on about 100 people. At the rate I'm going we'll be eating botched bars around here for months.
Freaky thing is I stayed home last night and didn't have any sort of libations.
If there is someone out there missing their hangover brain...it came to my house.
This is why Shelly shouldn't bake.