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Every so often a conceited baker needs a little humility in her life. That happened to me last night.
I am going to let you in to a little secret. As if my last post didn’t entirely make you think that I’m a Type A freak, allow me to confirm any suspicions with today’s post. I have a little ritual that happens just about every day when I get home from work, particularly after a bad day. I will not give you every detail, but know that part of it includes JoJo’s (Trader Joe’s knockoff Oreos) dipped in peanut butter. Well, I, for some reason, begrudged myself an afternoon caffeine fix yesterday, and left work absolutely exhausted. Jojos and Peanut Butter were more than necessary. WELL, as I was standing in the kitchen (oh, another thing is that I typically stand while I’m eating. I read somewhere years ago that it helps burn calories faster and it’s just become a habit), eating said concoction, I had a Moses/Burning Bush moment… OK, not quite… But I was feeling very inspired… If peanut butter and Jojo’s/Oreos/another knockoff were SO good, why can I not make an elaborate cookie out of them?
So I did.
I immediately got out my mixing bowls went to town, and made peanut butter cookie dough (thank you, SimplyRecipes.com):
Peanut Butter Cookies Recipe
INGREDIENTS
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup packed brown sugar
1/2 cup butter, room temperature
1/2 cup peanut butter
1 egg
1 1/4 cup flour
3/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
Beat the butter until creamy, 2 minutes. Add the sugars, beat for 2 more minutes. Mix in the peanut butter and egg. Mix together the dry ingredients – flour, baking soda, baking powder and salt. Stir the dry ingredients into the sugar butter mixture.
I wrapped a bit of cookie dough around each Jojo/Oreoo/another knockoff
..Popped them in the oven…
….And ohhhh SHIT! A few minutes later, I smelled burning… Thinking there was no possible way the cookies could ever be burnt already, I flung open the oven door, was greeted with a face full of smoke, and there they were… My ugly cookies.
Don’t they look like gross biscuits from KFC?
So, apparently my 20/15 vision isn’t 20/15 anymore because I set the oven to 500 degrees rather than 350. Um, or, more likely, just assumed that it was set to 350 when it wasn’t… If I was feeling especially crabby, I would have blamed my roommates, but I’m not today, so I won’t.
The good news is that few of them were actually THAT burnt, and I was able to take them to my meeting last night.
And, rest assured, dear readers, they are gorgeous on the inside
(Don’t you love my nail polish? 🙂
I am not the type of person to burn cookies. It just doesn’t happen to me.