With applesauce as an egg substitute, DeAndre Jordan worried his batter would take more time to rise than his first career NBA championship banner.
It was summer, after he “sobered up a little bit” from celebrating a title with the Denver Nuggets, and Jordan was outside London … baking holiday goodies. On a tight deadline. Without any animal products. Surrounded by competitors and judges.
A perfectly relaxing way to unwind after the soaring highs of a parade in Denver.
“I was afraid it was gonna take my (stuff) forever to set and rise,” he recalled.