Thursday, March 20, 2008
Okay, I really enjoy baking. I am also kind of a stickler about the end product. I just can't do "bad" stuff. Not that everything I make is beautiful and wonderful, oh no. What I mean is that I take a little bit of pride in what I do. Folks seem to think I'm a decent baker and I want them to keep thinking that.
So tonight as I was wondering around aimlessly through blogland, I stumbled across a post about "surprise" cookies. They sounded good enough, chocolate cookie, marshmallow, chocolate frosting. I googled the recipe and they seemed easy enough (I even had everything in the pantry) Okay, let's bake.
They came together easily enough and since the recipe didn't make a bunch of cookies the whole shabang didn't even take an hour. So now the moment of truth. Ben decided he would be the official taster. He took one bite and I knew. I asked him to rate the cookie on a scale from one to ten. One being the worst cookie ever and ten being the best cookie he ever had. He gave these a "3". Then Joji came down and he tried one. Joji likes just about everything and his comment was, "if you are putting frosting on something, I prefer your cupcakes". Ouch
So now I'm stuck with a batch of sub par baked goods. What do I do with them?? I hate to just throw them out, but I really don't want to be associated with these cookies either. I'm trying to convince Joji to take them to work tomorrow and put them in the staff lounge while no one is looking :0)