I know the feeling. It was a glorious moment of tauntage, though, wasn't it?
Relish in that.
It was. It really was. It will be a moment that will go down in history, and yet, for future generations, they just won't understand the impact it really had. The whole world felt it, really, and it hasn't been the same since. Ahh. Man. Times were more innocent back then, weren't they?
Alibelle... you're too far and yet too close to work.
That is so unfair.
Umm, ummm, sorry?
Don't be sorry! Be visit-y. And stuff. I will let you punch stuff. And kick things. And make fun of stuff.
Brenda and her stew are cute, too.
Plei, I do. I wouldn't be able to email it until tomorrow though. Too late?
We probably won't have the kitchen cleaned until tomorrow, so tomorrow is fine.
For a day where we got up early, it's been really less than productive.
Perfect. It's my great-gram's recipe. Le Yum.
Signed,
Cannot Cook for Shit, But Loves Baking
Plei:
1/2 c. margargine
1/2 c. butter
1 c dark brown sugar
1 c granulated sugar
2 eggs lightly beaten
2 tbls milk
2 tsp vanilla extract
2 c all purpose flower
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp salt
2 c quick cooking oats
12 oz semisweet chips
1 c coarsely chopped walnuts.
1. cream margarine, butter, and both sugars. Add eggs, milk, vanilla and beat until blended.
2.sift flower, baking powder, baking soda, and salt together then add to butter mixture. Stir until just blended. Stir in oats. Fold in chocolate and nuts.
3. refigerate dough for 1 hour.
Preheat oven to 350F drop dough on greased cookie sheets. Flatten slightly every two inches apart. Bake until edges brown, 8-10 minutes.
I would really like some stew, now. And some bread. And some heat in my apartment. And also lights in my shower. And a friend who isn't busy.
I'm so needy, y'all.
Now Kat's being flaunty, too.
I''m not busy.
But I'm not driving down there either.
flaunty? nah. that's a recipe form Silver Palate that I like.
Yeah, I don't have any food. But I finally perfected the heat upload system in my office, and don't want to move.
(My parents got me one of this zip-up cocoon-y blankets and a space heater for Xmas, and if I prop my feet up on the space heater, the coccoon thing acts as a chimney for my whole body! And I can stick my hands in every so often, and I am toasty warm!)
Since I just about froze last night, this is an exciting development.
Danke, Kat.
We're planning on doing a lot of baking in the next month or two, so all cookie recipes are welcome.