I love Pinterest. I love Pinterest so very much that I recently decided I was going to quit my job, leave my husband and hire a full time (24 hour a day) nanny to raise my kids so that I could devote every waking hour to creating the amazing masterpieces on Pinterest.
I look through my pretty, pretty Pinterest boards and fantasize about living in that gorgeous place that I create all by myself.
Then reality hits and I go pour a glass of wine and wait for Ed to finish making dinner.
But then it struck me that while this is true, I’ll never be able to make anything unless I try. So I decided I’m going to attempt one Pinterest “project” per week.
Several weeks ago week, I wanted to make something in the kitchen. I first thought I would go with a rainbow cake, then started to dream bigger about a fancier rainbow cake, then I got downright stupid and settled on the seven tier Skittles cake.
But let’s be honest. I can’t boil water without burning it. And I have a husband who reminds me of this fact when I make a grocery list for him of “all the stuff I need to do Pinterest sh*t.” So I picked the simplest sounding thing that also looked just as pretty and colorful as the more difficult baking endeavors.
I nervously emailed Glory to ask her for permission to use the image of her beautiful Jello treat. She graciously agreed that I could share her image and I was high as a kite.
I was doing this.
Unfortunately, I just skimmed the directions and didn’t realize that you have to make it one layer at a time . ONE. And there are 12 layers. TWELVE. I quickly discovered that each layer took an hour to set.
This is her beautiful Jello dessert. Click the image – it’s linked to her website that is overflowing with gorgeous food.
So, here’s what went down.
I sent Ed to the store with instructions to buy 6 boxes of Jello – red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple – a big container of Coolwhip and sprinkles.
He delivered, although the sprinkles were the wrong size. Small fail. I’ll let it slide.
The necessary supplies (this looks easy, right?):
Even I can boil water for Jello. (Notice the crusty, dried cheese from Mac n Cheese on the pan. Hey, I buy Annie’s. Cut me some slack.)
I used the “quick set” method. Also, I clearly have a career in photography. Food photography, specifically. Obviously.
I had no issue with the regular Jello layers, but the layers that are mixed with Coolwhip gave me a run for my money. No worries, though. I made it happen. I can make it rain in the kitchen.
I got the blue and purple layers, plus the lighter of each — so four layers total – all set. That took two full days. Then I had to leave for Creative Alliance.
So I came home, inspired and full of ideas and ready for change. I set some of those changes in motion.
And I forgot about my Jello masterpiece.
So, on Monday – almost three weeks later – I pulled it out to continue my dessert mastery.
Except things weren’t looking so good.
Okay, fine, this is how it looked three weeks ago. But still.
So, I decided that I’d put the brakes on the bus and stop while I was
still ahead really behind, but not quite buried. I had this left over:
(I have no idea what happened to the yellow Jello. Maybe Ed really likes yellow Jello. I dunno.)
And this is what my hard work looked like:
But I’m not one to skip out on finishing a half finished product a tiny bit more. Does that make sense? So, I broke out the Coolwhip and sprinkles. My work here is done. Bam. My layered Jello.
Okay, fine, but I’m doing this again and I’m doing all 12 layers. We all have to start somewhere, right?
Expect to see this on Foodgawker soon. Those folks recognize talent when they see it.
Joking aside, I’m not a quitter. I’m going to do this again. And I’m really going to nail it next time. Stay tuned.