Sunday, December 18, 2011
mm mm not good.
This weekend we embarked upon some holiday baking. It was actually a pretty sad effort--one was a new, unproven cookie recipe involving powdered sugar, shredded coconut and egg whites. That turned out to be a fail. I hate when I follow a recipe down to the letter and it still doesn't turn out.
The second attempt was for cookie cutter cookies. I particularly hate these. They are delicious, yes, but given the sweat and tears and four letter words I've always had to throw around my kitchen when I make them, they just aren't delicious enough to make them worth it. But I have kids now. Kids love using cookie cutters. And let's face it--once we have kids, we forgo our own comforts and conveniences and do things for THEM. Though this time, I bought ready-made sugar cookie dough ("just add 1/4 cup flour, mix, and roll out!") and then let the kids have at it with Christmas cookie cutters.
I was meticulous with the shapes, took oh so delicate care of every cookie form they made and gently placed them onto the baking sheet. They were so proud of their work! Until the cookies went into the oven and their snowman-shaped cookie turned into a big blob. Coincidentally, their gingerbread man, reindeer, and mitten cookie shapes also baked into the same blob. And as I sit here and type this and munch on their blob-shaped angel cookie, I am annoyed that I mailed it in with a store-bought dough instead of going all the way and making my own labor-intensive sugar cookie recipe.
Well, at least I got a good photo op out of it. Behold my silly bakers.