Chocolate Pudding Trifle and My Other Pet Peeves


There are a few things that make me inexplicably mad.

I know they’re completely irrational, but they simply push my buttons.  I try my hardest to not get visibly angry but whenever they happen, my blood boils.  Let me share them with you, because well, that’s what I do on this blog.  I hope that doesn’t bug you.

1.  I hate, hate, hate being asked the same thing over and over again by the same person.

Example 1: My brother does it to bother me at this point.  In the past 3 weeks he’s asked me how to make peach pie filling at least 485892849552344 times.  I’m not exaggerating.  The answer is always the same (peaches, sugar, cinnamon, flour).

Example 2: When I made pies in jars for my friend’s wedding, my mom asked me pretty much everyday for a month when the wedding was, where and other details I didn’t know because I was neither in the wedding nor getting married.

2.  Making chocolate pudding trifle.

I get it.  It looks pretty, right?  But it infuriates me.

My mom asked me to make it twice in the past two weeks.  I don’t understand why she loves it so much.  It’s the first thing I ever learned how to make.  In fact, I got the recipe on the Food Network website when I was in high school.  The real recipe sounds nic,e because it comes from Magnolia Bakery but I made it with cool whip and that’s how my family loves it.

The reason this makes me so mad is dumb.  It’s really because I’m a brat.  This is quite possibly the easiest dessert to make.  It requires little-to-no baking abilities.  It’s basically just assembling a dessert.   That’s what makes me angry.  The crazy baker in me that wants to make huge elaborate, fancy desserts hates that this is made with broken chunks of chocolate cake (you can use box mix), crushed oreos, cool whip and instant chocolate pudding from a box.

I tried to redeem it by making the cake from scratch.  But I think I had a sour face the entire time I assembled the two that I made the past few weeks.

3. Wet bathroom floors.  I don’t even need to explain that one.

4.  When my cake gets stuck to the bottom of the cake pan.

 

Then it all falls to pieces and it doesn’t look pretty.  Lesson learned, always use parchment paper to line your cake pans.

5.  When I run out of corn starch while making a custard.   Runny custard really just means sweet, eggy milk.

Doesn’t that just sound gross?  Yeah.

So the moral of the story is don’t repeatedly ask me to make chocolate pudding trifle, and if I’m nice enough to rise above my distress and make it for you, you better pray that my cake doesn’t stick to the bottom of the pan (even though it doesn’t matter for that dish) and that I don’t run out of ingredients.

Instead, just pour me a glass of wine (or bourbon, whichever is on hand) and call it a night.

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2 thoughts on “Chocolate Pudding Trifle and My Other Pet Peeves

  1. Jesica says:

    Karla, I would have to say… At least your mom asks you to bake something! T_T My mom groans when i bake. Except for quiches and profiteroles. (btw, i get what you mean, we always look for something challenging, partly to show that we can improve)

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