In my attempt to keep this blog updated regularly, and find a focus - I've come up dry in the last few weeks. Having lost my job - for whatever reason - which I loved and believed in more than I can say - my brain has been muddled.
I got lucky - that's all there is to it. I - in the last 2 years - climbed to the top, found the next summit, and kept climbing. I got a chance to come back to the place that felt most like home (cheers, Lincoln, Nebraska) - I got a little play in the NY Times - did a little stint as the Queen of Cake in-training - and landed (by the grace of whatever it is) on my feet, every. stinkin'. time. I should give props to the kings of my heart, lest they think I've forgotten them. I have the month of October - longer if I'd like - to think long and hard about who I want to be - personally, professionally, whateverally. I get to take care of my beast-pre-teen-son, my boyfriend, and the most ridiculous pets. I'm holding out for another summit - rather than finding out that I hit the ground and it took some time to shake myself into reality. Thank you.
Lets not kid ourselves - I'm not kicked back eating bon bons in my bath robe. All this thinking, re-evaluating, number crunching possibilities, parenting, housework, pet care, keeping 'em fed and entertained stuff is hard work. I surprise myself sometimes - I love the domesticated goddess life. Making pita bread from scratch, sewing curtains, long dog walks - I am by nature, a nurturer.
I spent the other afternoon baking cookies for my beastie's 6th grade social - I also learned this act is a significantly more socially acceptable gesture before age 11. Although, we do relish any opportunity to "ruin" lives and be the "laughing stock" of 900 11-14 year olds - we gotta have something to look forward to. Distractions aside - and with all this time to think - cookies never get enough play. This became blatantly apparent to me during the Gourmet Cookie Project - the reason I started this blog in the first place. So - I'll stick with it. Cookies, cookies, and cookies. There are cake people - I still defend that people who don't like cake have just had bad cake experience; dare to challenge me - pie people, tall people, funny people. I've never met a single person who doesn't like cookies. I will also defend that cookies are the most versatile, convenient, and under-played treats of the dessert world.
So, the cake thing didn't work out. Is there a future in cookies? Lets start - or restart - with chocolate chip walnut cookies, per request of the boyfriend. Sorry, Eric - they don't have walnut extract in them - I've never even seen that anywhere - but the complex, yet homey, classic combination of tons of chocolate and walnuts will be sure to satisfy. We'll eat them warm, with tall glasses of milk - just like when we were kids. Please Jacques, King of Chocolate, don't lead me astray. I still bake for him like a desperate plea for falling in love.
Chocolate Chip Cookies with Toasted Walnuts
Recipe adapted from Jacques Torres, via Martha Stewart
Makes approximately 6 dozen, 2 inch cookies