I posted a Facebook status that read, “That moment on a day off when you have not accomplished nearly what you expected to, yet you want to begin the wine drinking portion of the evening. Then you realize you have not eaten nearly enough to begin drinking without dire consequences.”
This by way of introduction to this week’s Scattered Saturday post.
I had declared to all and sundry that today would be Cookie Day. I sort of hoped that if I said it enough, it would be true. I did make one batch of cookies. Oh dear, should I have included a spoiler alert before that? No matter. I am sitting at my keyboard, typing off the top of my head, as I usually do these days. Yes, I am drinking wine. Well, I cooked dinner, and you know how I love to cook with wine (should have included another spoiler alert).
The first thing I had to do this morning was call my mother, to get the cookie recipe I could not find in the messy cabinet that holds all my recipes and cookbooks. One of my projects for 2017 is to clean out and organize that cabinet. Maybe I will cook some of the recipes. I could start a whole new blog about that, stealing the idea from Julie and Julia, adding my own twist (that falls under the Fair Use Doctrine, doesn’t it?).
It was quite wintry this morning. However, I still had to pick up a few things at the store for my baking plans. More importantly, I had to go by the post office and mail my postcards. The people who get my post cards like to get them. I am supposed to be sending out Christmas cards right along here, but one card at a time. I brushed off my SUV with a push broom, an excellent way to quickly clear a large vehicle. As soon as I set out, I realized I had not been as effective as I had hoped. My visibility was just good enough to get to Hannaford, where I purchased a few more things than were on my list. In my defense, they were all on sale “This Week Only,” according to the signage, and they were all highly nutritious, delicious food.
Back home I decided to wash the dishes before baking. Soon I was ready to start. And quickly realized I did not have sufficient sugar for my first recipe. Oh don’t shake your finger at me for being unorganized. I knew I had sugar. Steven puts sugar in his coffee; we always have sugar on hand. However, this recipe calls for a bowl of sugar (it’s an old Italian recipe; the size of the bowl determines how many cookies you get. I wanted a lot of cookies). Moreover, the sugar that was there had gotten some moisture in it and was lumpy.
Back I went to the store. This time I went to Rite Aid. I wanted to get some beer for my pains. Domino sugar was on sale, buy one get one 50% off. Score! Now we have plenty of sugar.
The cookies took a long time. Maybe I used too big of a bowl. Steven came home for lunch while I was baking. I asked him to taste test a cookie from the first batch. He liked it. I finished the cookies after he went back to work. Then I took a nap. In my defense, I had a LOT of hot flashes last night, with the accompanying insomnia.
After getting up from my nap and having a cup of hot tea for its revivifying qualities, I took Spunky for a business meeting and washed the dishes I had gotten dirty baking the cookies. I took some butter out of the refrigerator to soften for the second batch of cookies I intended to make. It was sometime during these activities that I made that Facebook post. I snacked on a couple of things, planning ahead.
Steven came home before I got to the cookies, so I put the butter back in the refrigerator. He poured us some wine, and we discussed dinner. I felt quite proud of us for fixing something at home instead of succumbing to the temptation of ordering delivery. Perhaps I could do a cooking post on what I fixed.
In the meantime, I see I am over 700 words. That is almost unprecedented for a Scattered Saturday! I hope people have read me to the end. Well, anybody who did not will miss my wish for a very happy Saturday. Hope to see you all on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.
Mohawk Valley Girl 