Jul. 23rd, 2009

fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (Default)
Double batch of ginger cookies mixed up. First two trays in the oven. Remaining 8762539 trays' worth in the refrigerator.

w00t!

results!

Jul. 23rd, 2009 09:13 pm
fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (Default)
So it turns out my oven's bottom rack was much too low, and thus one of the first two trays of ginger cookies got a little overdone on the bottoms. But! I have eaten the burnt-est of those cookies, and it wasn't bad, and certainly not ruined, so I've packed that tray up separately so people who are turned off by any burn at all can avoid them, but I will not throw them away.

The whole thing is a little less spicy than I've made them before. Which is a pity, because I was generous with the ginger and cinnamon. Maybe the spices have denatured over time. (Or maybe I'm remembering the spiciness of previous cookies inaccurately.) (Or maybe both.)

But now I have beer!
fox: gryffindor:  a man who can do that can plan my castle onslaught any day. (gryff - onslaught (by ldymusyc))
Let me say this: I love that every time I hear anything about Mark Buehrle's perfect game for the White Sox this afternoon (awesome), right after "dude threw a perfect game!" the next thing is always "and oh my god he couldn't have done it without that center fielder, holy shit, what a catch".

These are paraphrases, of course, but yeah, that's right, let's hear it for the backup. :-)

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