Saturday, September 29, 2012

All in a Saturday.

I spent quite the time in the kitchen today. Please, none of that Women in the kitchen jokes. Not much is as sexy as a guy who is comfortable cooking to me.

I woke up around 7 in the morning before making pancakes that required buttermilk. I instead mixed in 2 tablespoon of vinegar with a cup of milk. The  flat skillet sizzled with butter as I poured the mixture. When the pancake's raw side has formed bubbles, I flipped them. 10 small pancakes.

The parents went grocery shopping which takes them hours upon hours. So when Mama called around 11 to tell me to bake the frozen pizza in the freezer, it was not unexpected. I took the chance to make two small tuna pies.

Fill half the small caserole dish with the tuna mixture I made yesterday. Layer the top with a crab fillament roll under the layer of pastry. Frozen pastry of course. Bake in an oven after taking the pizza out. Slice the pizza, call lil brother down for lunch just in time to take a tuna pie out.

Lazed on the bed, reading another ebook as I look up a recipe for the best kind of cookies ever. Soft and chewy chocolate chip cookie. Just like the ones at Subway. My previous attempts have always been those hard and crispy type that Mama loves.

At 2.30, I went back to the kitchen and pulled out the mixer from its blue box. Measuring the butter, light brown sugar and white sugar (with the sugars halved from the recipe's measurement), I set the mixer on medium so they'll get all light and fluffy. Which is pretty much impossible for me.

Measure out the flour and baking soda, set those aside. Crack 3 eggs into the mixer and add in 3 teaspoons of vanilla extract. Let the mixer run for another minute before killing the power. Add the flour and baking soda, mixing it with a big big spoon. Add in 2 cups of chocolate chips. Yes, 2 cups. Hell a lot of chocolate chips.

Mix mix.

Cover, keep in fridge for at least 2 hours. I actually wanted to bake the cookies tommorow but when I went downstairs at 5.30 to help Mama with dinner. As she set the steaks on a grill, I take the cookie dough out of the fridge and form balls on trays as the oven goes through reheating itself.

Less than an hour later, the table was set with steaks, french fries, plain salad, gravy and a plate of cookies. Those cookies were soft. Not soft and chewy but still yummy. Kinda like a cake cookie. With tons of chocolate chips.

*munches on a cookie*



4 comments:

Mark said...

I love chewy cookies and I thought that them being that way was because of the size. It takes longer to cook bigger things and if you cook them as you normally would the they end up chewy. I had accepted before I was probably wrong. I'm glad I don't know how to make those cookies or I would live on them. Which wouldn't be very good.

Randomhyper. said...

That is one hell of a Saturday!!

Juli said...

That sounds so much better than my Saturday... delivering mail in the rain.

Perhaps it is time for me to make some cookies...

Laila N Mysis said...

Gosh! I know those cookies. My aunty makes them. Made them. Then she had three kids and there was no time for cookies.

That being said, she gave us her recipe, but it still didn't work. She just has... an aunty's touch, I suppose. Still, hard, soft, cakey - cookies always taste good, from my experience :)

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