As any of you who’ve been paying attention know, I’m going to FogCon this weekend. I’ve got a reading on Sunday afternoon, which is exciting since I enjoy doing performing monkey routines. In fact, since I’ve had such good luck with convention readings so far, meaning that despite being a tiny little baby author, career-wise, that I’ve had no tragic, empty, or disastrous readings, that I’ve decided to really push my luck with this one. I’m either going to do a story I’m fairly convinced can’t be read aloud successfully (at least not by me) or one that I’m not sure actually works. One way or another, the audience is going to get to watch me fail in what will, hopefully, be a spectacular and amusing way.
Which means that I’d better have a consolation prize for them. This is where the cookies come in.
I wanted something that I could bake on Wednesday and which would still be good on Sunday, and which would also fit in my carryon easily and without breaking apart and becoming a problem. This basically demanded peanut butter cookies. So I went to “The New Best Recipe” and pulled out their recipe for peanut butter cookies. This, more or less, is what the starting ingredients look like. (I left vanilla out of the photo. Woops.)
Cream butter and sugar together. Throw in the peanut butter. Mmmm, buttery peanut butter.
Then add the eggs and vanilla. Now all the wet ingredients have been mixed together. According to the recipe, that’s pretty much it. Toss in the dry ingredients and we’re good to go. Except I’m not done with the dry ingredients. Enter: Apparently I can’t follow a recipe ever because these things totally aren’t on the ingredient list.
Yeah, that’s curry powder. In the peanut butter cookies. Because I love my fans, that’s why.
This is what the dry ingredients looked like when I was done ignoring the directions.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have achieved cookie dough.
These look ready for the oven, yes?
I’m really pleased with the way these turned out. And I have twenty-seven of them with me, so you could wind up pleased with how these turned out, too. All you have to is show up for my reading and demand the baked goods. That’s 1:30 Sunday. See you there!