Chaos ruled supreme in the Johnson residence on a typical Saturday morning. Motivated by a cookery show she had binge-watched the night before, Mrs. Johnson had made the decision to hold the first-ever family bake-off. With a plethora of dubious recipes, flour, and sugar at her disposal, she summoned everyone to the kitchen.
“All right, group! With unparalleled passion, she said, “We have two hours to make the best dessert!” Max and Lucy agreed on a big cake, but Dad grabbed a package of brownie mix.
Everything went smoothly for the first fifteen minutes—that is, until Max inadvertently substituted salt for sugar. Lucy’s chocolate chip cookie dough spattered everywhere as she laughed so hard that the cake batter turned into a frothy mess. Max responded by pulling out the
“Fire! Fire!” Lucy yelled, but the only thing that caught fire was her brother’s blushing red face from shame.
At last, in the thick of the mayhem, Mrs. Johnson revealed her own little hidden weapon: cupcakes from the shop. She winked and asked, “Who wants to help me decorate these?”
For the next hour, they worked to turn the plain cupcakes into vibrant works of art that were coated in icing and sprinkles. Max said, “Next time, can we just order pizza?” as they sat down to savor their gourmet masterpieces.
As a result, the Great Family Bake-Off went down in Johnson family history as a treasured failure.
