Cookies….dunk or not….
When I was a kid, my favorite thing that I remember was going to Grandma’s house and fresh-baked cookies. Chocolate chip were my favorite.
As I have grown older, I’ve made cookies. I made cookies for my kids, and I actually have never bought cookies at the store. To me, it was always cheaper to buy the sugar and flour and other ingredients, and put my time and love into them.
When the Electrician was on the road, I made a double batch of cookies every Sunday afternoon, and he took them to his crew on Mondays. They all loved the cookies, because it was like a little piece of home for guys that did not get to go home on the weekends.
Since he’s been home, I still make the cookies, whenever we run out, I make more. It’s funny because the Electrician is kinda hordish with his cookies. If the kids are coming over, he hides them. But, unfortunately for him, they know where he hides them and they find them and eat their share.
I know this simply for the fact, the other day I got a call at the Farmer’s and the kids had been by the house, and the Electrician told me, Cam-man had 2 cookies, the Nursing Student had 3 and the Fisher dude had 5.
It’s a heartwarming feeling to me to know that my cookies, make my family happy. The Farmer has me make him cookies usually at the first of the month, that’s when he goes to get his hair trimmed, and his Barber Kenny (BFF of the Farmer’s) get’s the 1/2 batch of the Oatmeal raisin cookies that I make.
Seeing as how we are now in the fall season though, cookies will still be made, but now I am being pestered to make my Grandma’s Apple pie. The Farmer and I can attest to how good in the tummy this pie makes you feel.
It’s funny isn’t it? Some of the best feelings in the world are associated with the foods that your parents/grandparents made that make you feel oh so special and a warm feeling inside? I am so blessed that my Grandma spent time in the kitchen with me, and taught me how to make a decent pie crust, and how to put that little bit of love into everything I make.
So, I guess my question is do you dunk your cookies in milk? The Electrician likes to crumble them up into his ice cream, the Farmer just eats them, the kids will sometimes dunk them.
Forgive me for being silly tonite…K?
Ruh Roh, I’m so far behind….
Wow, color me special, and tickle me with a feather. Ok, It has just dawned on me that a week from tonite will be Christmas Eve. It also dawned on me that while present”s have been bought AND wrapped, I am so far behind in my Holiday cooking that I don’t know what I’m going to do. Get busy I guess.
Usually, by this time, I’ve got cookies made and have started on my candies. Welp, due to a couple of trips to the Hospital a day and not managing my time very well, guess what? Yup, I got nothin’.
So, instead of feeling rushed and whatnot, I goofed off all day, researching recipes, making sure I’ve got the ingredients I need. (PSSTT…to the Farmer, I’m gonna swipe some of your 5 lb bag of chocolate chips when I deliver your dinner tomorrow ok?) (hehehe).
I think I am ready to turn into a baking, candy making fiend in the next week. The Nursing Student is supposed to stop by so we can bake some goodness out of my kitchen. I think I am ready, I swipped borrowed some cookie cutters of Christmas trees, and stockings, and stars from the Farmer’s house. I also swipped borrowed the candy thermometer. I had the Electrician pick up some basic baking stuff, flour, sugar, eggs, butter, brown sugar, and pecans on his weekly trip to the Grocery store, so I’m feeling PUMPED.
I might have to do the ROCKY workout tho, climbing the stairs 50 times and maybe running around the block a couple of times. (OK, who am I kidding?) I will probably do the ROCKY workout AFTER I eat all of the good stuff I have planned to make. (Yea, that statement made the Electrician bust into laughter too).
My Mother-in-laws Raisen Torte (which I ALMOST have down pat, but nobody makes it like her, according to the Electrician) Pecan Tassies, Peanut Brittle, Sugar cookies (iced, if I’m feeling brave), fudge, and I found an old recipe in the Farmer’s recipe box from MY Great-Grandma, that I thought I would try for ice-box cookies. Oh yea, I gotta throw in some no-bake cookies (the Electrician and oldest sons favorite).
(yawn)…I’m making myself tired thinking about all of that stuff. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE to cook, I’m a regular Junior Rachael Ray, but when it comes to baking and candy making…..well….not so much. But my family loves me and will suffer through all of my efforts , because it’s the right thing to do. I also make my Neighbors suffer because this is what they get from us for Christmas, special treats I have slaved spent enjoyable time in my kitchen preparing.
Also the Electrician has spent the afternoon making HIS contribution to the festivities, Chex Mix, OUR way….cashews, and all kinds of good stuff (I should know I spent the afternoon munching on it oops….)
So, for tonite I am savoring the last minutes of doing nothing, for tomorrow, I’m getting busy!
