Now I can't remember exactly how it got started, but whenever baking with my grandmother and my mother and my aunt a certain tradition ALWAYS had to be upheld: Flour must go on the nose!
Before Thomas left for Siberia we had some other InterAct missionaries join us in St. Petersburg. Some of them brought us a really hot commodity--chocolate chips! Saturday night before everyone's much-anticipated return, I decided that we really needed chocolate chip cookies. I put Isaiah to bed and got to work! The first thing I did, smiled to myself and thought of all the great women in my life as I put flour on my nose:
And then, being of completely sound mind, I ate a fresh cookie every time the tray came out of the oven! Yum!
Incidentally, it's really hard to take your own picture while eating a warm, gooey, fresh-out-of-the-oven chocolate chip cookie; just in case you are wondering.
2 comments:
Mmmmm...
If only I could make chocolate chip cookies instead of chocolate chip hockey pucks. ;)
You happen to be able to make lots of other yummy things that would make chocolate chip cookies quite superfluous. :)
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