By the time I made waffles for the third time, I had a kitchen full of dirty dishes, paper towels all around, two bowls full of unused «failed» batter or better If I say «
dough», and one batch tossed down the sink disposer, and I was standing there covered with
as much flour
as you can imagine, very much
frustrated, thinking like a mad scientist where it went wrong while regular waffles with all purpose flour were cooking in the waffle maker for my dear kids, making me crave them that much more.