For as long as I can remember I have loved making cookies. I have always considered myself a pretty good cookie maker. Even back when I was 10 and made a monumental mistake with basic chocolate chip cookies, I still thought I had what it took. Who knew you could mix up vanilla and maple flavoring and still have "edible" cookies. At least the construction worker bachelors thought so. Or maybe they were careful with the 10 year old ego.
Each year as our "fall fair" came around I spent some time in the kitchen coming up with some spectacular cookies to bake for the baking competition. Every year I got a second or third place ribbon. But that did not deter me! I was GOOD at making cookies, no ribbon was going to change that!
It all came crashing down today as I was quickly throwing together a batch of gingersnaps while chatting with my sister on the phone. After putting all the spices in I realized that I had put in dried mustard instead of ginger! That is not an okay substitution! And these cookies were to be taken to neighbors who are going through some tough times right now! If they weren't sick before, they certainly would be now! I had to throw out the batch and start over, this time without talking on the phone. And I always thought I was a multi tasker too!
To add to my crushing ego day, as I was mixing cornbread for dinner I had a great conversation with Tate. It went something like this -
Tate: "Mom that looks like throw up!"
Mom: "Tate, that is not very nice to say, it is cornbread and it is good."
Tate: "Sorry Mom, I meant that it looks like banana throw up."
Mom: "Oh, that is so much better. Thank you!"
I may have to find some new talents - no more baking or multi tasking.
Salt Lake City With the Curtis'
1 year ago