Oh, you *don’t* want to hear about the time I tried to make a soufflé and ended up creating a French‑in‑the‑air‑explosion. Basically, I forgot the eggs, used a blender, called the fire department, and by the end I was covered in flour like a crime‑scene. The oven door was stuck, the door was stuck, and the cat got a new coat of cinnamon. If you want a recipe that involves actual soufflés, we might want to buy a book that doesn't say “just throw everything in and hope for the best.”