Never, ever make a promise to help someone with catering when you are in the pub with them and a bit tiddly.
I broke this rule with my friend, and in a drunken haze promised to deliver 40 chocolate cupcakes for a birthday this Saturday. They are for adults, so they need to be a bit posh and I am trying to do an American recipe that has a kind of ganache chocolatey bit in the middle.
I just made batter for 30 and only 8 of them are edible. The others were undercooked and collapsed, or perished when I set fire to the bloody silicone tin! The first I knew about it was when the fire alarm went off and the cat went beserk. I ended up throwing the tin out of the back door in a panic.
WIBU to call it a day for now and try again tomorrow?