The next night, I decided to make mango muffins. Mango muffins? It was a totally new idea to me and I have never heard of it. But I found a recipe on the net and decided to try it out. That was why I went to buy the mangoes in the first place.
I wanted to print the recipe and then start baking. Of all times, the printer ran out of ink. So, I scribbled the recipe on a piece of paper with my antsy handwriting. You know how our handwriting gets worse nowadays when all we do is type and text on the handphone..but ok, let's not go into that now.
Excitedly, I cut, mashed the juicy mangoes, prepared everything according to the recipe and put them into the oven. The mixture was rather wet, I thought, but I went ahead anyway. Waited anxiously by the oven, hoping it would rise high. When it was rising, I shouted "it has risen!" Dear came to take a look and I said "come, share this moment with me!"...and we both stared inside the oven as if we were looking at some spectacular happening, hahahaha!
When it has slightly cooled, I tasted one. I was thoroughly disappointed. The inside was wet, though I had already extended the time. What am I to do with a 2-cup-flour mixture!? And I had another tray just popped into the oven, with 2 extra big muffins. The muffins were so dense, by the time they were all cooled, I was convinced that someone can get bruised if I throw the muffins at them.
Dear said it looks like the "huat kueh" (prosperity cake) that we usually use in praying to the gods. Not a bad idea, for once, the gods have a mango flavoured one, I said!
I checked the recipe again, and then read all the comments and reviews! Yes, I had forgot that someone had warned about the quantity of milk being too much, but I had forgotten about it.
Anyway, I took a picture of it, but I will not post the recipe until I have got it right...and I totally dislike the feeling of such flops. Feel so bad about wasting my ingredients.