Tickled Tuesday: Cooking Mishaps

I'm proud to say that I'm not a horrible cook. Then again, nor am I the best cook. With that said, cooking mishaps are no stranger to me. These mishaps come in various forms. Whichever way they come, they're always uninvited.

Allow me to share my most recent cooking mishap for today's Tickled Tuesday.

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Thanks to Pinterest, I developed a strong and undeniable craving for chocolate chip cookies the other day. Sometimes looking at pictures of cookies just isn't enough to kill the craving, so I did what any impulsive sugar lover what do; I embarked on a chocolate chip cookie baking adventure.

And so it began. I pulled out the Joy of Cooking cookbook and found my go-to chocolate chip cookie recipe. Upon first glance at the recipe, I decided that it would be best that I baked just a half batch. After all, there are only two people in my household, and I'm the only one that really likes this type of cookie.

Thanks to my knowledge of simple math and common sense, I instantly knew what to do. I'd decrease each ingredient quantity to half its amount. This worked out really well...until it didn't anymore. My poor short term memory and lack of attention span had other plans for me. You see, I remembered to add half the amount of sugar, butter, vanilla, baking soda, and eggs--yet I didn't remember to add only half the amount of flour.

As soon as the dry ingredients met the wet ingredients in the mixing bowl, it was evident that the flour ratio was off. That's way too much flour, I thought. Oh well. Too late. I pulled the lever on my little red Kitchenaid mixer and let it rip.

As I formed balls of dough to lay down on the cookie sheet, my hands could sense that the texture was off. The dough felt too...floury. In my state of desperate optimism and poor judgement, I thought that maybe these cookies would taste delicious after they were baked. It's nothing 350 degrees can't fix. So I proceeded.

And the aftermath? They looked nice and fluffy, unlike my usual chocolate chip cookies which are usually quite flat. They tasted more like little crunchy biscuits with chocolate chips in them than they tasted like a cookie.

After all that work, I wasn't ready to throw in the towel just yet. I was determined. I was going to take a second stab at this. Then I remembered that I can't try to bake another batch because I used up the last drop of vanilla in the first batch. Dammit. You win, cookies. You win.

As I was just about to lose my shit over this cookie debacle, I looked down at my crappy tasting cookies and realized that one of them was smirking at me. Seriously. Look at its face.