On Super Bowl Sunday, I decided to make some yummy Carmel dip for the apples we were bringing to my brother and sister-in-laws. Somehow, when I copied the recipe down into my cookbook, I must have messed up something, cause it didn't turn out anything like I remember it before. In fact it turned hard as a rock. It could not be used as a dip at all, so I quickly made another kind of apple dip for the party. But now what to do with carmel mess I had made?
Years ago a very wise friend of mine said, I've never had a cooking accident or mistake yet, I just change the name and purpuse and we eat it (if it's still eatable). So taking her advice today, I turned my hard as a rock dip into what Kristi has named "Flop Drops". They really taste good too, kind of like those old SlowPoke suckers we use to get as kids. In fact, if you stick one of them on a toothpick (for a sucker handle) you can almost believe that's what you're eating.
In life, sometimes we think we're really blown it, and it can never be salvaged. But God make no flops, either. Sometimes the purpose just needs to be changed, and who knows, maybe your greatest mistake can be a wonderful new adventure. Something you hadn't thought of before can be the greatest thing in your life.
the Flop Drops harding for use. Not a dip anymore, but a delicious candy.
The Flop Drops all wrapped up for individual use, and also so they wouldn't stick together in storage.
One of the daily photography assignments was "Books". My Dad has a huge collection of Reader's Digest books. Here's just a small portion of them.
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