Just a quick one to say that I sort-of-kind-of think it’s pretty frikkin’ hysterically funny that the Domestic Goddesses almost always turn out to be duds – makes me feel a bit better about all the culinary fails (and my fear of operating an iron).
Martha did time (and takes hideous – as in hideously funny – food pics) and now Nigella confesses to sniffing things other than fragrant baked goods … I know it’s bad to laugh at others misfortune, but doesn’t it give you a modicum of something like smugness? I, for one, no longer feel guilty admitting that it seemed like a Sisyphean task to prepare a trifle for Christmas. Mrs Scotsman’s LEGENDARY pineapple cake (given an upgrade with a sprinkling of artisanal banana-vanilla liqueur from the island of Reunion) did an outstanding job as trifle stand-in.
PS: Have you read Undomestic Goddess by Sophie Kinsella? Perfect for poolside :-).