Who cares that it makes plants grow
I had this brilliant idea that I would try to bake all of Gourmet's favourite cookies from 1941-2008 and start a new blog about it - a cookie a day, or some nonsense like that. This is clearly a very misguided thought: my lazy tendencies and my obsessive tendencies had a cage match and guess who won? Also, refuse to make any cookie that has one big nut in the middle of each cookie. That is not a practice I can get behind.
But I did make cookies today - from the Gourmet list, even! - and felt like telling you all about it. Apparently in 1962 people liked to do crazy shit like put cottage cheese into their cookie dough.
So first you mix up some cottage cheese and some butter and wonder what the hell is wrong with yourself.
Then you sift some flour, even though you never sift flour, you usually just stir it through with a whisk, but if you're crazy enough to put cottage cheese in cookie dough, you might as well sift the damn flour.
Then you skeptically drop the dough onto a baking sheet.
Then you bake them and try not to photograph yourself in the oven door.
Then you have cookies. And a problem where you can't stop eating them because they are really damn tasty. Cottage cheese. Who knew?
But I did make cookies today - from the Gourmet list, even! - and felt like telling you all about it. Apparently in 1962 people liked to do crazy shit like put cottage cheese into their cookie dough.
So first you mix up some cottage cheese and some butter and wonder what the hell is wrong with yourself.
Then you sift some flour, even though you never sift flour, you usually just stir it through with a whisk, but if you're crazy enough to put cottage cheese in cookie dough, you might as well sift the damn flour.
Then you skeptically drop the dough onto a baking sheet.
Then you bake them and try not to photograph yourself in the oven door.
Then you have cookies. And a problem where you can't stop eating them because they are really damn tasty. Cottage cheese. Who knew?