my name is brissa
and i'm a blogger,
not a baker.
while still delicious,
these "cake pops,"
were harder than i thought they'd be.
i almost cried as i dipped them in chocolate
and watched them fall apart in my hands.
i was ashamed to let my family eat them
because of their ugly exterior.
i ended up calling them "crap balls"
which turned out to be another fail.
every time my dad wanted one he'd say,
"brissa, could you grab me a crap ball?"
causing me to immediately regret the fitting, yet graphic title.
note to self:
next time, freeze the balls before the big chocolate dip
and buy the sticks.