Sunday, April 06, 2008
I Must Be Stopped...
I must be stopped from going into the kitchen. Really, this whole post-pregnancy brain-drain thing has made me stupid. Like a good mom, I decided to bake a batch of cookies, of course from the Martha Stewart cookie book that has me so obsessed. Since my breast-feeding body has been craving chocolate, I went with Grammy's chocolate cookies, since Martha's minions promised that they were super, super chocolatey. Yum.
So, imagine my sorrow when they turned out far lighter than the picture in the book and were barely chocolatey in flavour. Like, they just hinted at a taste of chocolate. Knowing that Martha is a woman who would never promise intense chocolate and then only offer a hint, I took a second look at the recipe. Where I had read 1/4 cup of cocoa, the recipe actually asked for 3/4 cup. Umm... oops.
They still taste okay, but just like average sugar cookies. I was so annoyed by my mistake that I almost made a second batch, but I figured that since these are technically okay, it would be a waste to toss them and I really don't need five sticks of butter worth of cookies sitting around my house while I'm trying to shake that baby weight. Because Martha doesn't skimp on chocolate, just like she sure the hell doesn't skimp on the butter, yo.