I’ve gone on a bit of a baking binge recently. As many of you know, something happened when I got pregnant with my second child, which was like flipping a switch with me and sweets. I don’t crave them, and in fact I am mostly turned off by them.
I used to love cookies, cake, pie, chocolate…you name it I was all over it. After I had my daughter I expected some of those cravings to come back, it’s been almost two years and still nothing. Which brings me to the strangeness that is me. I love BAKING cookies. I even love the way they smell.
I’ve always loved baking homemade bread, but until recently never really bothered baking anything else. Baking, as many of you know is a rather precise science, and frankly I’ve always thought of it as much too restrictive and structured for my liking. I grew up in a kitchen where recipes consisted of a dash of this and a pinch of that, none of this 1/4 teaspoon nonsense.
Nonetheless, I’ve suddenly discovered my real and true passion for making the perfect cookie, and I do think I’ve come close.
My first attempt was a great recipe I found for molasses cookies. They were simple, easy and delicious. The only real issues I had with them is they aren’t totally a crowd favorite. I only ate about three, then got bored and wandered away.
I then attempted to make peanut butter cookies. I hated the first batch, first because I made them on the heels of the molasses cookies, and they should have cooked at a lower temperature. I didn’t give my oven a chance to cool enough, so they were a bit dry. Also, I discovered with my second round of peanut butter cookies a few days following that I actually despise peanut butter cookies. Lesson learned, those were then abandoned.
My third and most enjoyable attempt was chocolate chip walnut cookies. My first batch, I had walnuts on hand, but it tired out they were old and gross so I pilfered through my bag of mixed nuts from the holidays and cracked every walnut I could find. Turns out that didn’t add up to what the recipe called for, so I just added extra chocolate chips.
When they came out of the oven, just a bit brown on the edges I was excited, but then I looked at one of them which seemed underdone in the middle. I waited until they had all fully cooled, and viola! Perfect!
Since I’ve made what basically amounts to 50 cookies in the last week or so, there was a small cookie making embargo put on my kitchen. We did just run out of the good cookies, however, so I expect that this embargo may be short-lived.
Next up, I may even attempt my mothers famous banana cake, partly from a mix, with homemade frosting and banana’s. What is your favorite thing to bake?