Burnt giant heart macaron

 

𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓐 and 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓑's failed giant macaron, baking with them is always an experiment so who knows what really happened that day.

Prompt:

The scent of vanilla and ambition hung in the air. Their mission? To create the ultimate masterpiece: a giant heart-shaped macaron. Armed with an online recipe and a dash of misplaced confidence, they decided to gather their ingredients: powdered sugar, almond flour, egg whites, vanilla extract, and a pinch of delusion. They whisked the concoction all together, making stiff peaks, and folding the flour into the meringue; the batter was ready for piping. Technically, a baking tin isn't meant to be used but they needed this heart to be perfect, beautiful, amazing, everything, void of any imperfections. Undeterred by their total disregard for the macaron codes, they put their creation in the oven. They wait in anticipation for the sugary-sweet scent to overtake the kitchen air, unaware of the growing scent of impending disaster till too late. "Oh my god, oh my god oh my god", they took out the tray from the oven, "ohmygodnononononono", and placed it on the kitchen counter. It was heart-shaped (yes), burnt (yikes), crisp (not the good kind) and sunken into the mould. "It stinks!" they voiced to no one in particular, flipped out their phone, took a picture and grieved to their friends about the heart macaron with a tragic backstory. ~Written by 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓓