Lately, whenever I make a batch of choloate chip cookies, B’s been passing along a couple to his friend, Eric. A firefighter for about a year now with a local department, Eric fills my heart with joy because he’s loved every cookie he’s tried yet. (Any single ladies in da house??!…Eric is mid-20’s, sooo nice…and unattached, presently! :))
Tuesday eve, we got together with Eric and another couple at the Huether (more about that in a minute). When Eric started raving about homemade cookies, I told him that he’d get a dozen for himself, next batch. So, last night I made Batch #7 of the chocolate chip cookie project. I knew I wanted to make the choco chip cookie recipe in this book…
…because Firefighter Eric would be inheriting a good portion of the recipe!
Here’s the recipe:
I think you can read those ingredients easily enough. And you may very well wish to make these for the firefighter(s) (or cowboys?!) in your life because the dough is divine. [Sidenote: at the bottom of the recipe, it says that Shirley doens’t know any cowboys, but has made these cookies for her family for years…so I’m stumped as to the Cowboy reference!]
I loved this recipe because of how many times “1 cup of x” appears – the less washing up of measuring cups at the end of the baking episode, the better, if you ask me!
In terms of what to do, just do as you usually would for making cookies: beat the shortening, add the sugars, add the eggs and vanilla, dump in the dry ingredients, stir in the chips. Bake at 350 degrees for 12-15 minutes. Presto – cookies!
A couple of comments:
Remember when I bought this
eight ton HUGE bag of oats for last year’s 40 Recipes Project??!
[From March 2010 – happily, oats don’t go bad…I think!]
Finally, the oats are finished!
Once again, I fell short on required ingredients (plan, much?) and had to top up the 1 cup measure with my GF oatmeal:
The batter is delightful:
Out of the oven:
…and ready to share!
Eric will receive his cookies tomorrow…hope he likes them!
An Awkward Situation:
So, as mentioned, we’re at The Huether the other night. The service really stunk: the waitress obviously didn’t care about being there, she forgot to bring drinks, she said they had no special mussel forks (not true)…you get the picture. So the guy of the couple we were with (not Eric), actually confronted her to her face about her poor service! He asked her if she had an issue with our table, he said that we were here for a good time and she was not helping us enjoy our experience…and said a few more true but rather hostile comments. It was so awkward and embarrassing!!! Yes, she was not being helpful at all (another server pitched in and got us the fork, brought us the drinks) but I just could never address an issue like poor service so openly like that. I felt bad for her! And frankly, her attitude did not really improve after being called up on the carpet like that.
What do you do when you receive poor service at a restaurant: address the server or keep your mouth shut? I would let a very small tip speak for me, and would say something to management on my way out…but I could never confront the server myself – I really dislike confrontation too much!
Followup to April Fool’s Day jokes.
I posted my own joke…which some people believed and some people did not!
My two favourite jokes of the day:
Quote of the day:
Credit goes to My Dear Friend Gina for providing Our Daily A-Ha:
“Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.” – Samuel Butler