I've never had a raging sweet tooth. That's probably a good thing, since quantities of chocolate larger than that in a small brownie give me a migraine. Regardless, I tend to be pretty picky about my sweets. Nothing that will get stuck in my teeth (I'm looking at you, Heath Bars), nothing too rich, and whenever possible, milk with cookies. If they aren't soft cookies and there's no milk in sight, I'll pass. I just don't like hard cookies.
I grew up on only homemade cookies. Anything else that went on sale or came with a coupon, Ma was on it. But not cookies. From Black Friday to Christmas week, she's baking. She starts stockpiling butter and margarine in early June. The hidden Milky Ways and caramels are discovered around Halloween. It's always been the way in my family. No store-bought cookies in our house. Just a supply of homemade delights that lasts from Black Friday until about June. (That time was much shorter when my Dad was here to "test" the cookies as they came out of the oven)
I feel as though I was the weird kid growing up that would turn down cookies at friends' houses and gatherings. Its not that I didn't want them, it's just that I preferred my Ma's. Still do. Although now if a craving strikes, I'm not as picky and will make do with what's available. So not unlike her non-heirloom spaghetti sauce, I've always strived to duplicate my Ma's chocolate chip cookies. By gosh, I think I did it.
|If I go down the pudding aisle in the supermarket, you know chocolate chippers are not far behind.|
I also owe a big thanks to my small scoop. Had I had this little gadget a long time ago, I think I wold have started baking a long time ago. It prevents me from getting frustrated with using 2 spoons to dallop the dough on the stone and also prevents me from getting lazy and making the cookies larger and larger as I go, just to get rid of the dough and be done with the process.
11 minutes in the oven and wa-lah! Ma's Chocolate Chip Cookies. I'm very proud of myself, as I've never gotten such a good result. That's all I've got. No clever sign off line, just pride. My mom has made these cookies for my niece. I can't wait for her to make them with my children some day.