Today, I failed at making homemade playdough.
It is sticky, rather goopy, and not at all functional as playdough.
And, I now have a sticky and rather goopy saucepan, plate, spoon, and ziploc bag to show for my labors.
Let’s talk about this for a minute: I majored in chemistry. CHEMISTRY, people. I worked in a lab. People paid me money to conduct research. You’d think I’d be able to heat up some salt and water and flour properly.
In reviewing my lab notebook from today’s experiment (laugh) it would appear the first step that posed a challenge was described thusly:
Heat mixture over medium heat until thick and rubbery.
“Rubbery”? Could you qualify that a bit, please? I stirred and cooked and stirred until the cows came home and things were looking quite thick. Apparently they weren’t looking quite rubbery. Hindsight hurts.
Knead in extra flour until dough becomes manageable.
Let me intercede here to mention that I am a bread maker. I make my own pita, buns, loaves, sourdough, whole-grain… I know how to knead, people!
I added flour, and then I added more flour. My hands just got stickier and stickier until I decided to call it a day, and put Mackenzie down for her nap. Then I retreated to my computer to work on easy stuff: Product development, user interface design, and technical writing. It was a nice break.
Mom work is tough!