These glorious frothy white peaks showed great promise. I was borderline euphoric with glee. It was not my original hope of non-Royal Icing but at least I had something to show for my hours of toiling over citric acid. The happiness lasted overnight.
Upon waking, I eagerly stole out into the kitchen, happier than a child on Christmas morning. I was not rewarded for my premature glee. The phrase about chickens, eggs and hatching springs to mind.
My glorious bath cupcakes had flattened out overnight. Sad. Disappointing. And also, foul smelling. In addition to being flat, they smelled vaguely like wet dogs.
I went to work, deflated myself.
None of my staff were the least bit sympathetic.
Glad that I can make you feel better about your previous trials and errors with soap. =) I finally did make some great bath fizzies with frosting. Photos will be up later today For future reference, straight meringue based powdered sugar frosting smells very icky on bath fizzies! =)
Anne-Marie
I have to say, I feel a WHOLE lot better about some of my, umm, experiments, after reading this series. 🙂
It was a great attempt though 🙂