Puff pastry was far from a disaster, but it was the most physically demanding challenge to date, as I had to push so hard on my rolling pin that the heels of my hands were bruised for two days afterwards. After suffering* thusly, you can bet I would have broken a window or a least eaten some ice cream right out of the carton if the darn stuff hadn’t puffed. But it did puff. #&@%*.
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