Images lie, images lie all the time. Take, for example, a ten-minute French skit which my group and I filmed and played in front of the class in lieu of presenting live. Sure, it looks like we’ve memorized our during the shooting scene, but what they don’t know is that I was holding the script up for my fellow actor to read just outside of the frame.
Just this once, just this one time, one of my photos will deceive you too. Looking at the image of the loaf of bread I baked with Dutch Crunch Topping, one may assume that it browned beautifully all over and was delicious too boot. Total lie: the crunch topping was delicious, but the bread itself was somewhat of a failure. It stuck to the pan with no hope of removal in one piece and was deflated.
In hindsight, I should have used fresher yeast and probably should have put less topping on. A disappointment, but it was no matter because not twenty minutes later, Jenny dropped off a couple boxes of raisin bread which she’d made for me at our bread baking lessons (because I had been absent from that class). Beautiful, no doubt, but stale and hard as a rock.
Some things are just better left for decoration in the kitchen.