Thursday, December 23, 2010
The end of the cookie bender
John and Manuel took the helm just as I was ready to surrender. They always know how to make things happen. I will be forever grateful.
If not for my friends and former housemates John and Manuel, at some point yesterday I would have simply thrown all the cookie dough into the garbage, called it a day. Baking is hard. Somehow I forgot about that when I decided to bake cookies for Christmas this year.
In fact I think it was exactly a year ago when I decided that there are irreconcilable differences between wheat and me. Well. No wonder I struggled and juggled, cursed, laughed (at myself mostly), no wonder I worked 14 hours yesterday just to produce some rather drab, misshapen and not very tasty cookies, most of which broke into little bits almost immediately.
It's all over now. The kitchen is finally clean again, the cookies that didn't break are safely packed in cute little boxes, ready for delivery. Next year I'll do something other than baking for Christmas. Oh yeah. Lesson learned.