Baking. With a gas stove I'm not all that familiar with. ARRGGGGHHH!!!!
This is the second batch of chocolate chip cookies from scratch. The first were too flat and the edges bled. So I've adjusted the heat of the oven and added more flour. So far, they are behaving. We'll see.
I used to make killer cookies. But I've always used an electric stove. My muffins turn out fine with this one, but cookies are less forgiving, it seems.
Our Christmas luncheon at work is tomorrow, and dammit, I'm bringing homemade chocolate chip cookies if I have to stay up all damned night.
Just checked on this batch. Yeaaaahhh. We have success! Victory is mine! Muhahahahaha!!
Golden brown on the tops and fluffy. Yes.
Can't have 'em though. *Sigh* You know when you look at something you really, really want but aren't supposed to have? Yeah. Gettin' that feeling. How much harm could it really do? Just this once?
Come here, you sexy, hot thing. We're all alone. Nobody has to know. Oh, baby, you are sooooo hot and you smell sooooo good. Just let me run my fingers over you. Mmmm.
Just give me a little taste. Let me brush my lips over you, feel your taste melt on my tongue. You know I want you, baby. Molten desire rushes over me just looking at you. My heart is pounding. My legs are weak. I'm trembling with my need for you. Just a little nibble.
I've wanted you for so long. Dreamed of you. Of this moment between us. And now here you are, in front me me. Ready for the taking. I must have you. Now! Ooooh. Ooooh God, yes. Yes!
Can't do 'er.
*Double sigh* Okay, I'm off to tease myself some more with the cookies.
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