So, today, I decided to finally take the sugar cookie dough out of the fridge. The recipe says to allow the dough to cool in the fridge for a few hours. At a guess, it was around 160 hours... that's just about what they had in mind, I'm sure.
After popping those out of the oven, I dropped off a plate at my one neighbor's house, but they weren't home. I expect raccoons to eat them, and all that's left when they get home is an empty plate with my name on it. Merry Christmas!
I dropped another plate off at another neighbor, and he was flabbergasted. I've lived here just over 3 years now, and this is the first year that I gave him cookies, so I'm sure that his mental image of me didn't include ever getting my hands in flour. So that's cool.
My favorite recipe requires a few somewhat esoteric ingredients, and I wanted to take a stab at varying the recipe (only slightly, but still...) and it seems to have turned out well. This is a kinda cool step - all of a sudden, this recipe has gone from something handed down from generation to generation of LeComptes to something that's alive to me, and I can feel free to tweak and adjust. Removing the magic, perhaps, or perhaps taking control of the magic. Something.
Hewing to the theory that nothing really happens unless there's a web page, I took pictures of my cookie adventures of this year. Here it is.
I've got one last batch of dough cooling in the fridge. The same recipe that I screwed up last week mixing up the baking powder with baking soda. Or did I actually screw it up? Maybe I actually made it correctly and started feeling unsure of myself.
I think that I'm just about done with my Christmas preparations. Now it's time to ramp up for New Year's. Whoo.
Also, I'm playing Cubivore. Weird game. Thank God for people taking risks.