I am a procrastinator baker. If there is dusting to be done, I bake cookies. Pictures to be hung? I make bread. Toilets to cleaned? I must find a use for those browning bananas.
So this weekend when the floors desperately needed to be swept and mopped, I found myself in the kitchen once again baking up this week’s Tuesday’s with Dorie selection, Coconut Butter Thins.
No, these aren’t oatmeal creme pies! But they look like them, don’t they?
Kate at the clean plate club has a baking group called The Cookie Carnival. She will be posting around the end of every month a round-up of all the bloggers that make a chosen cookie recipe.
I’ll tell you, I’m all for celebrating the cookie! I probably make cookies more than any other dessert, just because they are fun, family friendly, and freezer friendly. So this week I’m going to have my own Cookie Carnival and post cookie recipes all week.
Let’s just get something out of the way right now, before going any further. I have a serious love for food, and I don’t discriminate. If you read through all these posts, you would definitely notice the words I LOVE in probably every one.
My kids have been into this game lately where they say, “If you had to choose between chocolate and cake, which would you choose?”, “How about cake or ice cream?”, or “If you had to choose one food to eat for the rest of your life, what would it be?”. They can’t seem to understand when I say I don’t know, that for Mommy, this is the hardest question in the world. I just can’t choose favorites when it comes to food. It would be like choosing between my children.
There’s a boy in my son’s second grade class who is constantly making up stories. And my son, bless his heart, believes every word he says. Most recently, my son reported, this boy made up a new crayon color, sent it to Crayola, and they are going to start putting in their box of 64.
I had to explain to him that sometimes other people don’t always tell the truth. “You mean he LIED??”, he asked, horrified. “Well, this is more like a tall tale”, I told him. So now he’s never sure he wants to tell me the latest from the tall tale teller, ’cause he knows I probably won’t believe him. Bless his heart.
My husband’s favorite food is cereal. He could eat it for every meal and snack, with a little chocolate thrown in for good measure, and never get tired of it. Doesn’t allow me much room for creativity, does it?
Thankfully, he is willing to change it up at dinnertime and eat what I cook. Lucky for him, he can now get his vitamins from something other than the powdered ones sprayed on his Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
His second favorite food is shrimp, which was his only request for our wedding reception (after being told we couldn’t have a cereal bar). He loves them in any form (except jumbo) and any flavor, but loves them the most with a big helping of creamy grits.
Okay, are y’all ready for some more biscuits?
This is the second batch I made in my ongoing quest for the perfect buttermilk biscuit. You can find Batch Number One, made with unbleached all-purpose flour and shortening here. Batch Number Two was made with bleached, enriched flour and shortening, and actually turned into sub-batch a & b (how disturbingly obsessive is this?).
It really just blows my mind when I think about the number of books in the world. I feel like I’m in a race to read as many as I can before I die. There’s just not enough time.
That’s how I feel about recipes, too. I have tons of cookbooks (and keep buying them!), piles of recipes I have clipped or printed out, a computer file of saved recipes, and a list of my own recipe ideas. JUST NOT ENOUGH TIME! I think I need some kind of a plan of action to help me tackle some of these recipes and gain a little sense of control in my kitchen.