#142 3/28/14 Crisp and Chewy cookies
I took a six week break after Joey's birthday party - the whole zebra cookie, leaky kitchen experience gave me pause. But I had my girls weekend (with spouses included) at the cabin and brought a batch up. Unfortunately I needed something a little stronger than cookies after the experience I had up there.
After being at the cabin for about an hour, while Mike and I were waiting for our friends to show up, I sat down to relax on the couch after all the work of unpacking. My dog was being annoying as I tried to watch HGTV - backyard remodel. The dog was growling and scratching at a corner. I looked over to tell her to hush it and I saw some sort of little creature on the ground hissing at my dog. I was alone at this point; no idea where Mike was. Joey was asleep in the other room. No way was I going to get off the couch. I started yelling for Mike - he finally comes out of the three season porch (he was building a fire) and said "Whatya want?" I screamed incomprehensible words and pointed.
He said "What is it?!"
Me: "Ba, ba, ba BAT!"
"Whatya want me to do"
"Be a man and take care of it! That is YOUR job!" I'm not normally one to follow typical gender stereotypes, but in some cases, they make sense.
I then had to tell him how to take care of the bat. For being a farm boy, my husband was lacking some basic rodent/pest skills; apparently all he ever had to deal with were mice. He did a sufficient enough job though - he pinned it down with a broom, put a bucket over it and trapped it in the bucket and tossed it out onto the deck (in a pile of snow). We then got to look at it closely and watch this angry little bat and it's tiny little teeth as it seemed to be suffering and cursing the world. I then felt bad for it and wanted to do something. Mike was not agreeable to that idea. Later, when my friends showed up, I went to show them the bat, but it was gone. I have no idea how it got away, or where it went. There was no way it could've flew off, it was stuck in the snow. Anybody out there know about bats? The current theory we are going with (courtesy of my friend Chelsea), is that it sent out it's bat signals and its bat friends came and rescued it.
Anyway, the cookies: 5 smiley faces from Mike (as usual) and 3 from me.
#143 Easter Sugar Sandwich Cookies
Happy Easter!
Here's another post about how hard it is to find the cookie cutters I need. I needed a small chick or small rabbit for this cookie - nope. I ended up with a large bunny head - so I had bunny head sandwich cookies. You'd think I learn by now and just go through the book, see what I need and order them all from amazon.
You know how I dislike cookie cutter cookies? The second type of cookie that's the least fun to make are the sandwich cookies. The worst cookie: cookie cutter sandwich cookies. I had to roll out twice as many rabbit heads than actual finished cookie.
This cookie was supposed to be a round sandwich cookie with jelly spread between the cookies with a small bunny or chick cut out of the top so the jelly peeked through... that would've been cute. Instead I ended up with a bunny head sandwich cookie with jelly in between, it was okay, but not super cute.
The sugar cookie was really good; nice and fat. My brother-in-law would have loved it (he really likes my mother-in-laws frosted Christmas sugar cookies). When I get through all 623, this will be a good sugar cookie to make with frosting on it.
Joey enjoying a rabbit cookie
#144 4/19/14 Chewy Cinnamon Cookies
Alas, disappointment. After my co-workers raved about my cookies the last time I brought snacks for a meeting (batch #141), I felt I set a precedent and that any cookie I bring has to be as good or better. I didn't get any rave reviews on this one. I was told they were good, but no going on and on like the last cookie; though Mike and I both gave these a five. And as my sister-in-law points out (as she was looking through my book) - I'm a tough rater. Mike hands out his five like they're candy, and I'm stingy with my fives. So, still good, just not rave cookies.
#145 Irish Mint Brownies (today)
As I mentioned, my sister-in-law was flipping through my book - she's in town this weekend - and just like my sister-in-law, she picked a cookie (actually a brownie) that was way more work than it should have been. To be fair, she just left the book open to a brownie she thought would be good - she didn't ask me to make it - I took that upon myself.
These brownies had a base, a filling and a topping. The base went according to plan - the filling and the topping went very very wrong. The whipped cream/white chocolate/ Irish cream creamer (with Andes mints folded in) that should have whipped and formed "stiff peaks" did not do that. So instead of a whipped filling, it was more of a liquidy filling. The chocolate icing that had to go in the fridge in order to get hard, did indeed get hard, on the bottom of the lid - since the ham that I needed to defrost got set on the lid. Not sure if my in-laws are just trying to be nice or if it was actually really good - my sister-in- law gave it 7 1/2 smiley faces (five smileys for the taste, and two and a half for the effort).
#146 Chips Galore Cookies (today)
All I want from my new neighborhood is for my son to be able to grow up in a neighborhood with best/life-long friends like I had from my neighborhood. I was the only girl in a group of boys growing up. Many of these friends I still see today and keep in touch. Even when we go a long time without seeing each other, nothing changes - these friends are like family. Tragically and suddenly, one of the neighborhood dads died recently. My friend that this happened to is my oldest friend, I consider him a brother. To make matters worse, he and his wife just closed on a house this week and there's a lot of work to be done; his dad was planning on helping him. So true to neighborhood form, we are banding together to be there and help with what we can. I may not be the best with tools, but I can be grunt labor, and I can bring cookies. So tomorrow, that's what I'll be doing - I think tearing down wallpaper, and I'll be bringing these cookies. They got good ratings - so hopefully I'll do this dad proud (he was the stay-at-home dad for us neighborhood kids and famous for his brownies - but all I can remember is his chocolate chip cookies - I seem to be the only one that remembers him making chocolate chip cookies).
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