We made Marilyn's cookies yesterday, just for fun. (Before all the crazy destructiveness happened.)
They turned out very tasty, but I think I might have overmixed--they're a lot flatter than I was hoping for. That Mr. Kitchenaid doesn't know his own strength.
Kind of like someone else I know.
Unfortunately for Max, all his shenanigans happened before he could have a cookie or two, so many tears ensued when he went to bed deprived of the deliciousness.
The good news is though, today has already been better. He's had one and I'm sure he'll have a few more before the day is out.
Hooray for better days.
Thanks for the yummy recipes Marilyn, as usual!
4 comments:
Love it. I would have licked, too. And I'm bigger. And I think Marilyn should be sent to all enemy nations to teach them these recipes so that their countries would slowly (quickly) become obese and too busy to go around blowing things up and hurting other people. They'd be too big to move fast, and too happy to offer harm. And that's why I don't make her recipes. That, and the fact that I would rather chew chalk than cook.
That's one of the fond memories I have of being a little kid----getting to eat the stuff off the spoon when my mom was baking whatever it was.
Love you all
Hope you survive the boy
Dad
licking the mixer is definitely the best part. I'll have to check out the recipe. lovely blog. :)
nicole visiting from
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Personally.....I think the batter is the best part.... ;)
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