This week had both.
First was the monkeybread. Jo's pics and rave reviews had me drooling over the thought of some gooey yumminess. The recipe was easy to follow and mixed up easy as could be.
The first and second rise went great.
As I was planning on making them the next morning for breakfast, I put them in the fridge overnight.
The next morning, unfortunately, didn't go so well. I pulled the bread from the fridge and it looked very sad and deflated. I popped it into the oven anyway...not one of my better ideas.
Ah well, so it didn't turn out to be the prettiest breakfast in the world. But I will say, it was tasty. But yeah, pretty much a fail. Oh yeah, I call it Monkeybread instead of Monkeyballs because, after my six-year-old daughter went skipping off to her Catholic school singing "I love Monkeyballs, Monkeyballs" I decided maybe we'd keep it a bit more G-rated.
On the other hand, the buttermilk rolls from Ruhlman were amazing! Admittedly, I was bit nervous after the Monkeybread incident, but decided to go ahead with them anyway. OK, so I didn't weigh the flour or be as precise as Ruhlman suggested I be...but I referenced the two other recipes cited and just kind of went with it. First, happy little dough balls.
Which rose exactly as expected.
So there you have it--sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. At least with food the results, no matter what they look like, it's almost always delicious.