A cookie by any other name…
My friends and I played poker fairly regularly every Thursday night for a good period of time. The usual libations were present as were the usual snacks. Poker, no matter how intense the game, and even Halo for that matter came to a stop at the cookie time.
Without fail, some would bring along the bright yellow and black package of what I call “Bake and Break” cookies. (I actually get a lot of flack for saying it this way. I like this order better sonically and besides… the title is not a recipe to be followed, just a list of things you do with the dough.
We managed to find some measure of detente when it came to cookie time. Sammy will only eat the dough raw and doesn’t even really care for finished cookies. Kyle needs to have melty middles. Zac was always concerned with quantity rather than quality. (In fact, one time he breezed by because he “couldn’t stay long”. After he left, I asked where all the cookies went. Various answers of “I had one” and “I ate two” were shouted out leaving us with the mathematical deduction that Zac had in fact eaten a dozen or so on his own while he was busy “not staying long”. It would not surprise me at all if he was on his way home and smelled the cookies from the freeway and decided to stop over.)
So what was I saying? Oh yeah… so cookies. The topic is Crisp cookies versus gooey cookies. I hate getting to Starbucks or the some other coffee shop and seeing a chocolate chip cookie. I have them add that to my (low calorie, low fat, low sodium) sandwich and look forward to the day’s small treat. I bite… and it’s chewy or soft. I disdain this. It’s the same reason I like toffees and not caramels. I just don’t like the chewy. So you can keep your floppy, warmed over cookie dough. Give me a cookie that’s got a crisp edge and a solid center. Warm with melty chocolate
chips chunks is even better.
I’m sure Phoebe Buffay’s French aunt Neslay Tole-househ would agree