I love the transformation process of baking, the metamorphosis of ingredients to dough to cookies. I especially love the outcome of the transformation. But then… One morning, when Sandra woke from troubled dreams, she found herself transformed in her bed into a twelve year-old boy…
Yes, kids, my Tuesday morning not quite Kafkaesque metamorphosis to a pre-pubescent boy meant I spent the time at breakfast (the most important meal of the day) trying to do armpit farts.
I failed miserably. And worse, was that Dr Shirnkee refused to share the man secret to armpit farting. I kept trying, he showed off his skill, and then he told me that even if my technique was right my boobs got in the way. I would never be able to armpit fart.
This conversation was followed a short time later by a discussion about the word classy with my Greek buddy, Vassiliki, who is also a twelve-year-old boy, despite the fact she’s got two kids and bigger boobs than me. In Greek, classy means ‘go on and fart.’
Thus set the snickering tone of the day. Hence the heh-heh-heh snortworthy name of today’s cookie offering. I know I don’t need to explain why. You just enjoy the transformation of ingredients to dough to cookie and excuse my juvenile sense of humour. Or snigger along with me.
½ cup soft butter 1/3 cup sifted confectioner’s (icing) sugar
1 Tbsp water 1 ¼ cups sifted flour
1 tsp vanilla 2/3 cups pitted chipped dates
dash of salt ½ cup chopped walnuts
Cream butter and sugar. Stir in water and vanilla. Sift in flour and salt. Mix well. Stir in dates and nuts. Mix well. Roll into 1-inch balls. Place 2 ½ inches apart on ungreased cookie sheet. Bake 20 minutes or until cookies are set, but not brown.
While warm, roll in confectioner’s sugar.
This goes with any coffee.