Friday
we had a family dinner at my grandparents' house. I determined one of the
things I wanted to bring was almond cookies. I had a recipe off a bag of
almonds that looked tasty, so I thought I'd give it a try.
Wednesday night I
mixed up the dough. I did think it was odd that there was so little flour in
the mixture, but they scooped up quite nicely. As they baked, they smelled
divine. When the timer went off, I opened the oven to find a science experiment
gone awry. The cookies had run all over the pan, down the oven rack, to the bottom
of the oven. Good times. I went back and looked at the recipe more closely. I
thought it said 3/4 cup of flour when it actually should have been 3 1/4 cups.
Yep, that will do it. I threw out all the remaining batter, scraped the goo
off the pans, and let them and the oven cool. Next I had to wash the
cookie sheets, scrape the oven racks, and clean the bottom of the oven. It was
not how I had planned to spend my evening, let me assure you.
After all this I
whipped up another batch of dough using the correct amount of ingredients and
put it in the fridge. I baked it the next day, and as you can see they turned
out just fine. They were also quite tasty.
The morale of the
story: I should have paid closer attention. First I should have read the recipe
itself closer. Secondly, I should have followed my own instincts. I've made
enough cookies that I thought the amount of flour was really small. I should
have trusted my gut and double checked the ingredient list. Had I done one or
both of these, I'd have saved myself some serious time, effort, and
frustration.
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