I started a daily photo diary on Instagram. Although this doesn't last the full 10 days. Once the novelty began to wear off and moving day got ever closer I slacked a little. I also defied the instructions by using self-raising flour rather than plain flour and brown sugar as the instructions did not specify. I think it should have been white sugar as the mixture became much darker than the mixture I was given. I also forgot to glaze with melted butter and sugar before putting in the oven. Nevertheless the result was surprising delicious.
|The finished masterpiece|
The most difficult thing was logistics. Day 9, the day you hand out 3 portions of the mixture to friends to carry on, was a work day. The only bakers at my work were given the same batch that I received and they didn't want to do it again. So two other unsuspecting colleagues started their day with a smelly bowl of Herman on their desks. The third batch went to fellow baking addict and blogger Claire. I'm sure she'll be posting on her experience with Herman over the next few days.
Overall I had a love hate relationship with Herman. I'd definitely do it again, although when I'm in a much more settled situation.
Have you been given Herman the German in the past? How did you get on with 'him'?