Mr. P came home from work the other day and said; "I have to bring something in for the Thanksgiving Pot Luck at work on Thursday.... can you double that spinach salad recipe so I can bring some to work?"
I didn't have enough ingredients to double the recipe- and was not in the mood to fight the Thanksgiving shoppers again that day. So I volunteered to bake cookies. This idea was well received. And then I was faced with the daunting task of actually following through with the idea. I am not a precision cooker, and, while I am good at and enjoy cooking, baking and I have never really been compatible.
A number of years ago after a co- worker at Comedy Network was married another co-worker of ours would always ask the newly wed; "Mrs. McKenty will you bake some squares?" This was an ongoing question - a tribute to the new wife - I guess. There never were any squares baked.
All week in my head I kept hearing said co-worker's voice only this time she was asking "Mrs. P will you bake some cookies?"
Um, sure. Can't let hubby go to work empty handed. And as a mother to be I best get brushed up on baking cookies, cupcakes and rice crispy squares. My usual success to date in this department has been to make door stops and hockey pucks.
So I rifled through the Jamie Oliver - I'll Make you into a cook, Martha Stewart Holidays and the Joy of Cooking before settling on a peanut butter cookie recipe from Joy of Cooking. Apparently this recipe won't be allowed to go to school (peanuts are banned due to allergies) but will be accepted into the office.
To my surprise - in two hours time - I produced 6 dozen cookies. Light, soft, edible peanut butter cookies. Success. Maybe it has something to do with being in the family way? Nesting?
At least it was too cold to go barefoot in the kitchen. Maybe next week ... I'll try my hand at some squares.