The cookies came out.
In honor of the Frankenstorm, I made cookies. “Bones of the dead” (Ossi di Morti) seemed appropriate to the day–as my housemate pointed out–although I tweaked the recipe a little. Brown sugar (because that was what I had), half King Arthur White Whole Wheat flour, and almond milk in place of regular milk. I also threw in a few splashes of Amaretto, because Amaretto, and did not dust with powdered sugar in deference to the tastes of this household. Twenty minutes seemed about the right baking time for not-too-crunchy cookie.
Delicious, and kind of moreish (I may be on my fourth, although I haven’t had any other breakfast yet) and if you ignore the massive amount of sugar decently healthy.
(pics or it didn’t happen)
(makes a while damned lot of cookies.)
(I totally borrowed Chaz Villette’s stand mixer for this.)