Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Hand Over the Chocolate . . . . .
When I was in college I had this cool roommate. Her name was Patty and she was 30 (or so, because she grew up a Jehovah Witness and didn't celebrate birthdays, she was a little fuzzy on this point). She looked like she played softball (which she didn't) and she had a wierd boyfriend who thought maybe he was gay (which he wasn't?). But she was very nice. At this point my sister and I were sharing a room and I guess we ate chocolate a lot, maybe we made brownies or something, because one day Patty gave us t-shirts. One said, "Hand Over the Chocolate and No One Gets Hurt" and the other said something about God creating chocolate (Heather, do you remember?) How do you accept a gift like that graciously? Where do you wear something like that?
Last night in a panic, I realized we had no chocolate in the house and I wanted to cook something chocolatey. I did find Hershey's syrup and figured I could create a cookie out of it. I wanted chocolate crinkle cookies like the lunch ladies made in elementary school, but these turned out cakey. Still pretty good. Necessity is the mother or something like that.
Erin's Chocolate Cookies
1/2 C. butter
1/2 C. sugar
2 eggs (maybe one would make them less cakey . . . . .?)
3/4 C. Hershey's Syrup
2 1/2 (+) flour
1/2 t. baking soda
Bake at 350 for 10 minutes.