I’ve baked a lot of things in my life guys (although I have never been baked myself, I swear). But marbles? No, I have never baked marbles. Until today.
Why would I bake marbles? Because supposedly then they are pretty, like this:
The forum post where this came from says that you can make them into pretty necklaces. And it’s apparently very easy. Bake marbles at 350 for 20 minutes, then dump them in a bowl of ice water.
So, hell, I had some marbles because I bought some for my shamrock cupcakes, so I thought why not? (Hold my beer, watch this.)
I did not concern myself overly with the fact that these weren’t spread out nicely on my cookie sheet because, hey, they’re not cookies, so it should be fine.
And then I baked them for the prescribed time and temperature and got my bowl of water ready.
This would be the second time this week I’ve had marbles in a bowl in my sink. My life is fucking weird, guys.
They did crack on the insides and not the outsides, so that part totally worked. Problems:
1. They’re not that pretty.
2. They’re a huge pain in the ass to photograph, even with my fancy-butt new camera.
Too reflective or something:
So I dunno. You can’t really see it because I’m a terrible photographer. But they’re not that impressive even when you can see them properly, I promise. I will not be making jewelry out of these.
I know, I know– they’d look better if I’d gotten solid-colored translucent marbles, instead of the swirly ones, but dudes, I had a bag of marbles already, and I wasn’t gonna go buy another color just to bake them and crack them on purpose.
So, in conclusion: I successfully cracked some balls, but the results were less than thrilling.