Too Many Cookies
I was up way too late last night baking chocolate chip cookies. I started with a recipe out of a very old Better Homes & Gardens cookbook. I ended up with enough cookies to cover snack tomorrow fro my daughter’s class. I should have stopped, but I was not happy with the way the cookies turned out. Older recipes tend to use just a tad less flour in proportion to butter, resulting in a flatter, crisper cookie.
So, I started over with a bath of cookies based on the Tollhouse recipe. Those came out much more fluffy, but slightly more bland and sweet. And, I’m not sure what I was thinking making such a big batch of those. I ended up with over 5 dozen of the second variety.
Still, I was not satisfied and I made a THIRD batch. That time I fiddled with the flour, making a test cookie first to ensure I had the consistency I liked. I also went heavier on the brown sugar, to give the cookies more of the flavor I like.
So, now I have way too many cookies. There is no way that we will be able to eat them without freezing a majority of them. What in the world gets into a person that makes them stay up baking until 2 a.m.? I suppose part of it was therapeutic.
This post reminded me of when my kids were young. I used to start baking for the coming school year in August. I baked for two days straight and we had dozens and dozens of cookies that we froze.
My sister’s best friend would come over with her Tupperware container and wait patiently for ‘her’ batch to be removed from the oven.
It was exhausting, but it was fun and made my life a LOT easier–especially if there was a bake sale at the school and one of the kids forgot to give me the flyer for it.
It IS therapeutic, isn’t it? I bake when I get nervous or edgy about something.
Glad you made them. I’m sure Gigi was happy as well.
You rock!