Happiness on a small white plate:
The boys and I made these Sunday afternoon. Karen was working and I decided no TV, so we made cookies. Is there any cookie better than chocolate chip? I certainly don’t think so. Isaac and Jonathan enjoyed measuring out all the ingredients, and then licking the spoon afterwards. They turned out delicious, but I never really know when I’ve reached the “light & fluffy” stage. I turn on the hand mixer and let it go until I figure it’s been long enough, but it’s all guesswork and hoping on my part. And cooking shows are no help. It goes something like this:
Guy on a cooking show: “See how it’s light and fluffy?”
So there you have it. As bad as I am at cooking, I’m worse at baking. Imagine what this blog would be if I started making desserts often. How funny would that be? It seems, however, that cookies are truly foolproof, because I’ve never ruined a batch.
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