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I could smell the cookies he was baking and I knew the recipe was from the Bakers Best Chocolate Cookbook (1995).
Unfortunately we were one ingredient short of what he needed.
We were out of chocolate chips.
I came into the kitchen when he was through.
I have never seen anyone bake just 6 cookies before.
|.... no hit here for the Carter-Johnson boys ...|
The boys rejected them. I do not know if it was on the grounds of texture or taste, but I made about 22 too many.
The good part is that when Alex’s friends come to the door looking for food, he is willing to give them blueberry muffin care packages.
We have done one other form of cooking. When Laticia brings home a BBQ-ed chicken from the store, I take the meat off of the bones while it is warm.
Alex has decided the meat makes a wonderful salad the next day. He asked me how to take the meat off of the next chicken that came into the house, so I stood beside him and coached him as to method. He hadn’t counted on the warmth of the meat, or the feeling on his hands as he was tearing off the legs, or the grease on the skin as he was separating that from the meat, or running his thumb down the breast bone to remove the meat from there.
Thus endeth three forays into the kitchen: ½ a cookie recipe; far too many bran muffins; and the difficulties inherent in having beautifully packaged chicken for a salad the next day.