that’s right. another mug recipe for all you lazy potatoes *aka me*
ignore the fact that it’s not vegan ;D it’ll be just between you and me…
3 Ingredient Chocolate Mug Cake
- 1 ripe banana
- 1 large egg
- 2 tablespoons cocoa powder
- cooking spray
- Grease the inside of the mug with cooking spray
- Mix all the ingredients in a bowl and pour into the mug
- Microwave on high for 1-2 minutes, more or less if you need to do so.
That’s it! Now go take all the mugs in your house and make these cakes u.u Go on.
~ inspiration from Seventeen
btw guys, question. do you like the type of posts where I write a story based on a prompt? do you like recipes? hacks? please please let me know in the comments! <3
I know you are all just as lazy as me when it comes to making food. you don’t have to admit, I know it already. so, I have a great mug recipe for pizza that you can make in under 5 minutes! keep reading u.u
- 4 tablespoons of flour
- 1/8 tablespoons baking powder
- 1/16 tablespoons baking soda
- 1/8 teaspoons salt
- 3 tablespoons milk (I used soymilk)
- 1 tablespoon olive oil
- marinara sauce
- cheese (vegan or real)
- Italian herbs
- Mix the flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in a large mug.
- Add the milk and oil, then stir and get rid of any lumps.
- Spread a thick layer of marinara sauce on top of the batter.
- Sprinkle on cheese and your preferred spices.
- Microwave for 2 minutes or until the cheese starts to melt.
Warning: it’s super hot and I recommend letting it cool first before eating, otherwise you’ll end up with a burned mouth like me u.u
Once upon a time (actually yesterday), C and I were bored at home. We made granola.
Okay, okay! You want to know the rest of the story? Okay, sit quietly and I’ll tell you the rest of the story. So what happened was that we were at home and C was hanging around, bored.
“Why don’t we make granola?” She suggested hopefully. Inwardly and outwardly, I groaned. Most times I cook/bake/craft something with her, it ends up taking twice as long as I thought it would. And also twice as disorganized. But I, trying to be a great big sister, agreed. “Okay. Why don’t you cut up the almonds first?”
“Yay!” She squealed and ran to do my bidding. (Hee hee — by the way, cutting almonds is the longest part;) In about half an hour, we had conjured up a bowl of granola that was four times what the recipe called for. Hey,
we I eat a lot, okay? So we, being two happy girls, gleefully popped three pans of granola into the oven. Proudly, I closed the oven door. “Three whole pans of granola!”
C sighed in satisfaction. “We could start a bakery,” she imagined.
“Yeah, right. Come on, let’s go play.”
I set the timer for 25 minutes, and we scampered off to play outside in the beautiful weather. In the middle of a soccer skirmish, C stopped and sniffed the air.
“Wait, do you smell that? It smells like something’s burning.” I gulped as I, too, smelled the same burnt smell wafting through the air. In one instant, I realized what happened.
“HURRY!” I screamed, running toward the door and flinging my body inside. Faster than the speed of light, I flashed into the kitchen opened the oven door and yanked out the three trays.
“Oh. Oh, no no no no!!!!”
“It’s BURNT!” shrieked C. Cautiously I looked closer. This was the first batch of granola that I’ve ever made that turned to complete charcoal. Thankfully, not the whole pan was burnt. So it was my task (I wonder why) to tediously pick out the granola-now-charcoal pieces from the pan.
“Yeah,” I muttered. “We can totally start a bakery.”
Don’t worry! It still tasted good! ;)
Moral: Don’t count your chickens before the eggs hatch. Or in this case, don’t count your pans of granola before they potentially burn.
That Girl Over There ~ and tell me in the comments if something like this has ever happened to you!