Hmmmmm, The first time I decided to make meat pie by myself, I was full of confidence.
I'd watched countless cooking videos online, and every baker made it look so simple. "Just mix the flour, butter, and water," they said. Easy enough, I thought. l slept on YouTube cause yeah every thing think i needed to know about making a meatpie is there, going from page to page watching procedures , jotting down their receipe and all....
Well... it wasn't as Easy as i thought.
I followed the recipe as best as I could, but somewhere along the line, something went wrong. The dough didn't feel soft or smooth like it was supposed to. Instead, it became sticky in some places, dry in others, and refused to cooperate no matter how much I kneaded it.
I stood there staring at the bowl, wondering if flour had changed overnight.
My roommate walked into the kitchen, looked at the dough, and burst into laughter.
Oginidi ka ina eme? (What exactly are you making?)she asked.
"Meat pie nh ," I replied confidently.
She laughed even harder.
"That doesn't look like dough. It looks like you're trying to make cement."
I couldn't help laughing too. At that point, there was nothing else to do.
After a few phone calls to my mum and several attempts to fix my mistake, I finally discovered what I'd done wrong—I had added far too much water because I wasn't measuring properly.
The second attempt turned out much better, and by evening, we were actually eating homemade meat pies.
Whenever I think about that day, I smile.
Sometimes we expect ourselves to get everything right on the first try, but life doesn't work that way. Whether it's cooking, studying, or learning a new skill, mistakes are often part of the process.
That strange-looking dough never became the meat pie I imagined.
But it did become a funny memory I'll probably never forget. every time I want to try something new especially in the areas of baking is always funny experience 😂😂😭💔.
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