Earlier in the week, I spent a day making cookies. I want to talk about recipes.
I once told you all that I cannot cook at all. That’s not the complete truth. I can bake pretty darn well. In high school, I used to bake oatmeal raisin cookies for Keith all the time. I also made coma inducing brownies, Christmas cookies, kangaroo cookies, peanut butter cookies, and snickerdoodles. Mostly I made the oatmeal cookies and snickerdoodles.
I can also bake pretty awesome cakes. Basically, I’m a fairly adept baker.
Ask me to cook chicken though and… Well, you’re on your own, basically. Unless you want me to reheat it, because I am fully capable of using a microwave.
So, earlier this week I made holiday cookies for my dear out-of-staters. I wanted to give something nice to my Big and Steph and then I figured that Kristin, Shawn, Allie, and Melissa could totally use cookies too.
I had a recipe and I figured that one batch would make twenty-four cookies. Since I wanted to make them for four people at the time, I decided to double it. Forty-eight cookies would be great to split amongst four people. I forgot that sugar cookies were different from drop cookies…
I ended up with somewhere around the high seventies or low eighties.
So I ended up boxing up all the cookies and sending them off this week rather than in batches. I also had some left over for me to eat.
So, for all my adeptness at baking, I can’t double a recipe…
But, I’ll let you all know the reviews of the cookies when they start coming in.