No, I didn't eat all 48 of them by myself. I had a little help, times four.
So tonight I decided to make more. Because they were really good. And I don't make really good cookies very often.
It's not for lack of trying. It's just that Grandma Judy gave the baking skills to all her other grand kids. Me, I got nothing but eating skills. Lots and lots of eating skills.......and this Kitchen Aid mixer.This is the Kitchen Aid mixer Grandma used through my childhood. I'm pretty sure that it was her guilt over my lack of baking skills, and her fear of my children growing up never seeing me make a homemade cookie, that persuaded my grandma to give me her mixer a few years ago. It still purrs like a kitten, so there was no reason for Grandma to part with it. Maybe it was just her desire for a shiny new one and my obvious need for any baking help I could find. Whatever it was, I ended up with this beauty.
Sure it's dented and dinged, but it made a lot of mean cheese balls in it's time, so it's earned the right to be a little worse for wear. Now, the mixer makes it's home in a lonely corner of my pantry cabinet, only seeing the light about once or twice a year when I have delusions of knowing how to bake.
Like this week, when a craving for homemade chocolate chip cookies began to plague me, and Luke was nowhere around to make them. Seems he thinks that moving out gave him the right to not make me cookies anymore. The nerve......Now I have to resort to torturing my hand-me-down mixer.
However, thanks to a recipe from my "Favorite Recipes From Quilter's" cookbook, my cookies turned out great. I should have know when the first ingredient was shortening! A staple in Grandma's cooking, of course my mixer was going to love it! So did my family, apparently, as evidenced by my very empty cookie jar. Who can blame them? It's not very often my baking results in something so....edible.
So now, my cookie dough is chilling in the fridge. Isn't it pretty? By the time Charlie gets home from work, the house will smell like delicious oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, and Grandma's mixer will have one more success under it's
Now, I'm off to finish cutting pieces for my next quilt while I wait to taste test my cookies.