Y’all, it’s hot. It’s thighs-sticking-together, pool-of-bra-sweat, sit-on-the-AC-vent hot. And I still turned on the oven for this pin, because I love you. You can repay me in tweets and comments about laughing so hard that you could not control your bodily functions. I love that shit.
So, this pin posits the theory that you can make a berry cobbler with naught but frozen berries, cake mix, and a can of soda.
I’m a terrible baker, so anything that takes out the step that involves all that pesky measuring of things kind of makes me happy. Still, I do not understand what baking voodoo occurs herein to make this work. Don’t you need, like, eggs or something? I mean, hell, I know soda is awesome, but really?
Still, I’m game.
You know I’m always game.
Ok, I used Fresca instead of Sprite, but the original pin shows Sprite Zero, so I think that is not a problem. Also, I always call it Frescahhhhh. I feel like that was part of their ad campaign in the ’80s, but I can find no proof. If it wasn’t, it should have been.
About here, I realized that some of the cake mix was not wet, and was sitting on top of the whole foamy mess, powdery.
Umm, this is going to be a problem, I thought to myself. But I went and checked the original post, and hers had powdery stuff sitting on the top, too. Also the instructions warned against mixing anything. Dudes, I really, really wanted to mix it. It just didn’t look right, and it was making me uncomfortable, in that way that you get uncomfortable when someone on the bus is acting a little crazy, but not crazy enough for you to stare openly. I rationalized that maybe the Fresca would boil, or something, and suck the floaty powder into its boiling fizz while in the oven. (Chemistry? Not my strong suit.)
The Fresca did not boil. The powder stayed dry. I was right.
And then I was torn between a reaction of, “HA! I was right! I knew this would fail!” and, “Well, fuck. That was a waste of $10 I could have used to buy another ticket to Magic Mike in IMAX 3D.”
Honestly, it’s a pretty close approximation of cobbler. And the parts where the Fresca and cake mix mingled nicely are crispy and tasty. If you can ignore the uncooked cake mix, it’s not that bad… which is kind of like saying that if you can ignore the giant tumble-weeds of dog hair, my house isn’t that dirty, but whatever.