I couldn’t let Breaking Bad finish without some kind of celebration. It has, after all, been one hell of a ride these last few years, and I have no idea what I’m going to do with my Monday nights now it’s all over.
Stage one: the cake.
It’s a blue (well, more aquamarine to be honest, damn you Todd!) and white marbled two layer cake. This layer did a bit of a chestburster inpression as I tried to
bash coax it gently out of the tin, but as you can see the cracks where it was reattached are barely noticable. Or at least, it’ll all be covered in piles of icing soon, so frankly who cares.
And here it is, possibly the most dangerous Breaking Bad cake in East Anglia. The ‘crystal meth’ is rock candy (see previous post) and while not as dangerous as the first lot I made I’d still recommend removing the big shards before taking a bite!
The second batch of cake mix I made into cupcakes for my fellow BrBa obsessed colleagues. I made about 15 and they disappeared pretty quickly, so I’m glad I kept a few aside for the actual episode later that night!
I had a little of the candy glass left over, so… dangerous cake happened. This one was later carefully deconstructed and eaten by trained professionals.
By the time I’d finished baking, I was on a bit of a sugar high so of course Breaking Bad Chocolates seemed like a brilliant idea, never mind that I already had half a kitchen’s worth of washing up to do.
Dark chocolate with blue-tinted white chocolate filling and candyfloss-flavoured crystals. Nom.
Monday evening finally came around and before viewing commenced we ate (no rumbling stomachs would dare interrupt this episode!): the boy had cooked us Pollos Hermanos chicken in a basket, complete with Cap’n Cook’s Special Ingredient fries. An awesome surprise to make the night complete!