So as a kid we always had cookies in the cookie jar.
Usually something of the chocolate chip variety...nothing too fancy.
But you could always count on them being there.
So as a mom-to-be I figure I best keep up the tradition.
Let's not dwell on the fact that I don't even own a cookie jar...
(Note to self. Buy cookie jar....or get really crafty and paint one at the pottery place)
Let's also not focus on the fact that my unborn son won't even be able to eat these said cookies for quite some time.
Details people, details...
I my son wanted cookies NOW!
Well if you recall from this post...I bought the chips.
Forget the butter.
Sunday I finally get the butter but am far to exhausted to bake.
So last night I follow the recipe on the bag.
The dough is delish.
(Yep I ate some...raw egg and all...still alive to talk about it)
The cookies however.
I mean they're edible...and I will be eating them, but they're by no means anything to write home about.
I've been making chocolate chip cookies since I was like 10.
It's like the cookie for dummies.
How could I have possibly messed them up?
I think I went a little overboard with the chips....adding almost twice what the recipe called for.
Hey...I'm pregnant and I like chocolate, step off!
But the end result was kind of a mess.
Looks like if I'm going to be the mom with the best cookies on the block I better start searching for some more recipes.
Good thing I have a few years.....