#b dylan hollis
Little Johnny wants a cake for his birthday. Selfish brat.
HOW DID THAT NOT STICK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
No that’s a legitimate question HOW
Little Johnny wants a cake for his birthday. Selfish brat.
HOW DID THAT NOT STICK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
No that’s a legitimate question HOW
Little Johnny wants a cake for his birthday. Selfish brat.
HOW DID THAT NOT STICK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
No that’s a legitimate question HOW
The preparation automatically flours the pan for you. There’s got to be a very fine layer of essentially unmixed-in flour and cocoa as the layer between the cake and the pan, due to dumping those ingredients in first. This is something you do deliberately (with or without grease) to make cakes turn out of the pan cleanly. (Mama always used cocoa powder to coat the pan when making chocolate cakes, so the color would match the cake and it wouldn’t have weird white spots.)
Idea:
Gordon Ramsay reviews B Dylan Hollis’ cooking Tiktoks.
“There seems to have been a murder.”
He loves them
Leftover bread pancakes
This man has been trending for two straight gay days now and I still don’t know why. I’m not complaining tho <3
I think he broke a record for the amount of NSFW jokes in this one.
This young man is a delight whether he’s yelling at the eggs or not.
(he doesn’t yell much if at all in these long format videos)
Little Johnny wants a cake for his birthday. Selfish brat.
Dylan literally said ‘how many nut puns can I fit into a 50 second segment’ then went ‘ALL OF THEM’ and I am here for it
I want to try this one.
He put the recipe in the comments for this one! Here you go!
(I’ll type it out so it’s easier to read here)
Ingredients:
- 1 cup butter
- 1 and ¼ cup sugar
- 2 eggs
- 2 cups flour
- 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
- 3 teaspoons baking powder
- 8 oz bag of potato chips
- 1 cup chocolate chips
Instructions:
- Cream butter and sugar together
- Beat eggs and vanilla extract into the creamed butter and sugar
- Fold in flour and baking powder
- Fold in half of the crushed chips and all of the chocolate chips
- Chill dough
- Roll dough in crushed chips
- Bake at 350 degrees Fahrenheit for about 15 minutes
Thank you!!!
We seem to be baking guacamole.
This is very satisfying.
“So much stuff!”
“So much stuff!”
Y’all ever see that dude on here doing all those really old baking recipes from tiktok?? Well he just thanked all of us on tumblr for the support so let’s spread the word k?? Lol
What part of Italy are you from? KENTUCKY?!?
“There seems to have been a murder.”
Okay, this looks delicious and easy so I wrote it down including metric conversions:
Chocolate Beet Cake from 1966
- 15oz (425g) can of pickled beets
- ½ cup vegetable oil
- 1 + ½ cups sugar
- vanilla
- 3 eggs
- 2 cups plain flour
- 1/3 cup cocoa
- pinch salt
- 1 teaspoon baking soda (bicarb soda)
Blend the can of pickled beets, including the juice.
Whisk the oil, sugar, vanilla and eggs together vigorously.
Add the blended beets.
Add the flour, cocoa, salt and baking soda (bicarb soda) to wet ingredients.
Place in a bundt tin and bake at 375°F (190°C) for 50 minutes.
Ganache:
½ a cup cream
4oz (113g) chocolate (dark?)
Melt cream and chocolate together over very low heat, just until the chocolate melts and everything is smooth. Spread over the cake.
Candle Salad from 1959
iconic
Having read the book before, I started laughing as soon as the title came up.
Nope, the Fifties were in no way okay.This guy is LEGIT the funniest food person on my dash. WHAT a way with words!
The best thing to add to this post is Strawberry Wobbler from “Nanny Ogg’s Cookbook”, as made and photographed hereby@toooldforthisbutstill…
:-D
“There seems to have been a murder.”
“Can I be a kid?”
“This is not how you make cookies!”
This is like one of those fake cooking/baking videos where they clearly swapped the item out at a certain step to make it look like the terrible recipe worked… except the guy baking them is just as in the dark about how and when the switcheroo happened as the audience is.
love this dude
“Tastes like somebody killed Italy.”
“A commendably daft idea” is such a good phrase.
