I made cookies from scratch this afternoon, instead of cleaning or studying or exercising or doing anything at all actually useful. Butterscotch - chocolate chip cookies of DOOM, specifically.
I burned my finger doing so -- this was about five o'clock. Still hurts. (Why am I typing if I'm in such pain? Because I'm a masochist, probably.)
The cookies were worth it, though. Possibly the best thing I've ever baked, not that that takes much -- I tasted the batter before putting on the cookie sheets, of course, and was astonished to find it delicious. And the things are addictive, I'm telling you. Mmm. I want another.
Yes, these cookies are the most exciting thing to happen to me all day. The next entry will be more interesting, I promise.
I burned my finger doing so -- this was about five o'clock. Still hurts. (Why am I typing if I'm in such pain? Because I'm a masochist, probably.)
The cookies were worth it, though. Possibly the best thing I've ever baked, not that that takes much -- I tasted the batter before putting on the cookie sheets, of course, and was astonished to find it delicious. And the things are addictive, I'm telling you. Mmm. I want another.
Yes, these cookies are the most exciting thing to happen to me all day. The next entry will be more interesting, I promise.
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