For some weird reason, tonight's baking date turned into a night of angry baking...
It all started on a cool December evening after Celine arrived at Paul’s house - maybe it was because it’s been a crazy work week, or maybe because Paul didn’t go grocery shopping, or maybe because it’s kind of cold outside, or maybe it’s because... it was just an angry night.
Looking through at least a dozen recipes on the couch and then running to the cupboards to see what Paul had in stock - we decided on cookies; chocolate chip cookies from a pin on pinterest. (We both LOVE pinterest - the ultimate time waster; lets pin random stuff that we’ll never make regardless of how easy a DIY job it ”says” it is!)
DoubleTree by Hilton, Chocolate Chips Cookies: DELICIOUS!! (http://www.somethingswanky.com/doubletree-hotel-chocolate-chip-cookies/)
The recipe says that it makes 20 cookies, so naturally we doubled it. Not the smartest idea, since Paul’s oven is apartment-sized; which translates to only one cookie sheet at a time. This recipe has cinnamon in it - Paul’s reaction: “really? That’s weird! Lets just not put that in” to which Celine responded with “shutup, it’s going in!” Angry night, much.
So after mixing in everything but the dry ingredients, Celine decided to re-read the recipe: chill over night... WHAT? (it was actually a much more colourful response that went something like this:
Paul: “Chill over night... really?”
Celine: ”*&$% that *&$%”
Paul: “&$*%(@”
Celine: “Who cares, put them in the oven”
Yup, it’s been that kind of night!
Cinnamon everywhere, countless blobs of cookie dough on the floor, and all the sugar hardened into a block (thanks, humidifier!); we finally got the first batch in the oven. We baked our cookies for 12 minutes instead of the recommended 15 minutes listed in the recipe. Paul’s oven may be small, but she’s mighty. We chose not to add walnuts because, really, who likes walnuts in chocolate chip cookies? NO ONE! And if you do, you’re not our friend (unless you are currently our friend and in that case, we forgive you!)
The cookies turned out amazing; Celine rates a 4.5 and Paul ranks them a 5 - so good! We followed the directions and scooped about 1/4 cup per cookie - so these are MONSTER COOKIES. And of course Celine and I had to taste test the first batch: four cookies later, we’re so full, but just want to keep eating them!
So, why did the night continue to be angry with such delicious cookies around? Well, Celine found out that Paul and his other half went to a expensive steak house (not the KEG) and ordered their steaks medium and medium-well. According to Celine, “Who does that?” and “you two should be ashamed of yourselves” and “I deserve to go there; not you! You don’t eat steak right!”
Then the conversation turned into the fun game of "Lets buy this house”. Celine was not overly thrilled when she found out that her other half had neglected to update her that a house on her dream-street just went for sale. And conversation went like this:
Celine: "I can’t believe he didn’t tell me!”
Paul: “Did you really dream about that house?”(b/c she did actually have a dream about the house)
Celine: “Not the point. Love the house” - then MLS came out and Paul started commenting:
Paul: “the kitchen’s ugly, the bedroom’s ugly, but it has an arch doorway”
Celine: “It’s on my dream street!”
Paul: “It’s pretty ugly"
Celine: “Shut up”
Long story short: angry night - amazing cookies.
Paul/Celine - “Now why can’t I lose weight?”
