So, despite last night's relative failure (not really, but it didn't live up to my hopeless perfectionism, so...) I strapped on my holiday-appropriate red-n-white striped apron again. I guess it's kind of like getting right back in the saddle after being thrown?
Well, maybe not as painful, although you may find it painful to observe my "clashing" stripes. By pure lucky coincidence, I happened to be wearing horizontally-striped socks and I thought it was a funny combination with the vertical stripes of the apron. If you disagree, remember what your mother taught you about what to do if you don't have anything nice to say.
I have plenty of nice things to say tonight - we'll start with the cookies.
My first "nice" statement is to point out how lucky my colleagues are that I am a woman of my word (and that by telling them I was baking I created built-in accountability). Mister and I each had one small cookie to test their quality and were completely impressed.
In addition to being attractive on the outside, these cookies are "charming and delightful" and a pleasure to be around. I do not expect them to last very long tomorrow - they are just the right amount of sweet, aided, in part, by the cinnamon sugar in which I rolled them before plunking them down on the baking sheets. However, the generous amount of Earth Balance that began the batter contributed to an incredibly buttery taste and texture - you could liken these to a combination of those Dutch butter cookies so much like shortbread, and honest to goodness sugar cookies.
They are, in a way, sugar cookies - The recipe, filched gracefully from realsimple.com is for Brown Sugar Drop Cookies but my increasingly OCD self couldn't deal with the ugly little deposits of dough on the sheets, so I rolled them into buttery little balls and then dunked them into cinnamon sugar before pressing the down a little onto the sheet.
Time to pack them up! Before Mister and I eat them all...