I have two problems. Okay, more than two. But at the moment we are only discussing the two at hand. Problem #1: I need a time machine. Not the kind of time machine where you travel between years and go visit people who died seven decades ago in order to “find yourself”. I think Hollywood has done that plot about sixteen times. I’m talking about a machine that actually makes time. Preferably coin-operated. Put in a quarter, out comes an hour. I’m always in a hurry, always late (probably not fashionably either), and always trying to cram way too much into a day.
Problem #2: I have a growing cake batter obsession. It’s only been within, oh maybe the past year, that I’ve had my eyes opened to the magic of cake batter. I had no idea that cake batter was for anything other than an actual cake. With the frosting and the crumbs and maybe the candle, depending on the occasion. Let’s take a quick inventory of the cake batter uses I was unaware of… Cake batter rice krispy treats. Cake batter ice cream. Cake batter pancakes. Cake batter muddy buddies. I’m running up a large yellow cake batter box mix bill. You’re welcome Betty.
I’ve decided these granola bars are proof of that thing I put on my job resumes. You know, “creative problem solver” or something like that. Two problems: no time, and cake batter obsession. Solution: on-the-go Cake Batter Granola Bars. Dang I’m good. Hire me.
