It's Wednesday night and I am up late baking chocolate chip oatmeal cookies. Our extended family is having a garage sale (not at my house) and it starts tomorrow. Mikkena really wanted to set up her own little table and sell something. So here I am baking at midnight.
It's been interesting - very quiet- no one fighting over who gets to lick the spoon or the bowl. Yes, I do have a tummy ache. I not only got to eat lots of dough, (no one to share with) I got to lick the bowl and spoons all by my self. (twice)
I made 2 different recipes. One off the oatmeal box and one off the chocolate chip bag. I was very surprised at how very different the recipes were. The main ingredient from the oatmeal box was oatmeal. The main ingredient from the Choc. chip bag was chocolate chips-----Surprise!!!
I had a little problem with the second batch. I didn't have enough brown sugar, so I put in a little extra regular sugar. My eggs were kinda small so I put in 3 rather than 2. Oh, its late so I am not sure if I measured correctly. Welllllll.. when it was time to put the dough into little balls my mixture looked like half cooked oatmeal...very runny! I added a little of this and a little of that and it started to look better. I tasted it.. it tasted fine. So off to the oven with the little runny balls.
They turned out fine. The first batch/recipe looks very pretty. The second batch are not pretty , but they have twice the amount of chocolate chips in them.
Now this "Pretty cookies" idea is something I didn't understand when I was little. My Grandma and I would bake cookies all the time. She would comment on if they were pretty or not. If we shared cookies with neighbors or friends they would get the pretty ones and we would keep the others. When you are little, cookies are just cookies and they are yummy to eat. But now as an adult I understand my Grandma's idea of "pretty cookies". When I do a cookie exchange at Christmas time I only use the pretty ones for the exchange.
So Mikkena will sell the "pretty" ones and my family will eat the others!
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P.S. I miss my grandma
Aw. Cute post. I'm glad you're carrying on your grandma's pretty cookie legacy! : )
That is a wonderful memory of your grandma.
Ginger creams are the ones I remember making (eating) at Grandma's house. Soft and spongy, thin powdered-sugar icing on the tops (you HAVE to use the back of a teaspoon to ice them, too). Stored in a Tupperware cake taker thing with layers of waxed paper between.
I bet to her, you were one of her "Pretty Ones", only one that she got to keep for herself.
I think I'll make cookies today in honor of your grandma.
Dear Kim
Please come to bible study. I miss you.
Love Reegz
PS Please bring some ugly cookies
My theory: all cookies are yummy, even if they're not pretty!
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