A Baking Tragedy

Tonight, I made cookies.  But they are not amazing.


This occasionally happens, but it is always highly disappointing.  Here is how this tragedy came to be:

I was feeling like I wanted to bake something, for the last couple of days actually.  Today, I decided I would bake cookies while Evan was at his priesthood meeting (from which he has still not returned).  I had everything I needed to make chocolate chip cookies, but I was feeling a bit more courageous so I consulted allrecipes.com, my go-to for new ideas.  I found a recipe for chocolate peppermint chocolate chip cookies.  They looked, amazing.  The recipe was similar to the classic tollhouse recipe, just add peppermint extract and cocoa powder, which I also had.  So I made soem cookie dough, which turned out great.  Then I went to the freezer to pull out my choco chips, and the bag was much less full than I remembered.  No problem I thought, I'll just use what I have, the batter is pretty good on it's own.  Well, I was wrong.  The cookies are too cakey, and need the extra chips, I really should have looked harder for something to add. I'm sure I could have found something farther back.

Anyhow, more relevant, the Husband has begun the application process for grad school. and by begun the process, I mean he is compiling a list of schools he is interested in which are all in states that are too cold, or too midwest. While I am not crazy about the midwest, the school he is most excited about (in that area) is only about two hours from his brother, which would be really fun.  I think I would enjoy being close to some family, and Evan really enjoys spending time with his brother so that would be good for him.

Tomorrow we hope to finish the compilation and begin to whittle down the choices.  Evan is looking to have a list of eight schools he likes and then will spend the next two months filling out applications and collecting letters of recommendation.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that we end up somewhere warm, but - as Evan keeps reminding me - I can't choose what school he will attend based on the weather of the area.  BOO.