Friday, January 11, 2019

Kitchen sink cookies, slightly modified


The "kitchen sink" aspect, prepped
Most Fridays I help other people make books, but today I stayed home and made cookies, obliquely inspired by Scraps, Peels, and Stems. That book includes a recipe for kitchen sink muffins which I've not tried yet. I bake scones, cookies, pies, and the occasional cake but very rarely do I make muffins. I'm not sure why that is, especially since Jill's recipe looks pretty darned delicious. But when I stumbled across this recipe for kitchen sink cookies in the New York Times and saw that it called for a mix of sweet and salty things, whatever you happen to have on hand, I was pretty much sold immediately. You see, I've been troubled by a couple of candy canes that have been sitting on the coffee table since Christmas.

A digression. There are some fixed points in my belief system and one of them is that a Christmas stocking must contain a banana, a tangerine, some chocolate coins, and a candy cane. The tangerine and coins are generally consumed without much delay, and making banana bread the week after Christmas is pretty much automatic around here. But those candy canes? They sit around for months, eventually melting messily onto a pile of linens if I've been so foolish as to shift them to a drawer without thinking. So although the recipe called for homemade toffee, I quickly realized that I could probably use candy cane instead. Not only that, it looked to be a way to use some of the heap of broken tortilla chips that I've insisted I'll find a way to use.

Some means of production (yes, the hammer was part of the process)
 I modified the recipe slightly (and occasionally accidentally). More than one person suggested that there were too many bits and pieces in the recipe so I reduced the "kitchen sink" content by about a third (I might not do that another time . . . ) I don't have the patience to wait for dough to chill in a refrigerator and so many of the cookies I make are of the "roll-in-a-ball-and-squash" school that I opted to go with that familiar approach. I baked for more like 10 - 15 minutes at 350ish rather than the 20 minutes at 325 that the recipe suggested. And the dough was pretty stiff so I inadvertently increased the amount of vanilla a bit and also added a splash of milk.

One commenter on the original recipe said she freezes the pre-formed cookies to save to bake later; that seemed a fine plan to me so I set some aside for later. My cookies turn out a lot smaller, more plentiful, and tidier than those in the original recipe; I'm okay with that.

The kitchen sink has never looked so delicious!

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Books of 2018



It seems I didn't post at all in December, but just look at how promptly I put something up in January! It is, of course, just the annual list of books read in 2018, and I don't know how much I'm going to analyze or draw conclusions about my reading habits here. I will say that it looks like I read 63 books (not including those read at work so this list does not include Walking to the End of the World, Arctic Solitaire, Campfire Stories, Scraps, Peels, and Stems, Wildfire, The Sharp End of Life, Birds of the West, The Salmon Way, and a handful of others whose titles I have simply forgotten that being the nature of my mind).

But I can see that I read some children's books and did a fair bit of re-reading over the last year. The Trollope titles stand out as books I actually remember, to some extent, while some of these I honestly have forgotten almost entirely. A few were truly abysmal, but I think that overall it was a pretty good year for books. That statement surprises me as I recall being disappointed by a lot of what I read. I look at the list and find myself thinking, "Oh that one. It was good," or at least "it had some good elements."

Once again, summer book bingo was good for getting me to read more -- and more varied -- books than is my natural inclination. I see The Goat and smile to remember the absurd children's story about a goat that lives on a NY high rise. I see Ship Wrecker and smile fondly remembering the teenager who suggested it to me. I see Theory of Shadows and click on the link to see what the hell that book was . . . oh, it's the chess one. Huh.

I think the first book of 2019 will likely be a return to a book I set aside at the start of Book Bingo: Our Uninvited Guests.

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Black Swan Green
Stealing Home
The Three Clerks
The Tale of Despereaux
To Say Nothing of the Dog
Dr. Wortle's School
Rising Abruptly
French Exit
A House in the Country

Good Evening, Mrs. Craven: The Wartime Stories of Mollie Panter-Downes
Guard Your Daughters
The Ivankiad
Ayala's Angel
The Indifferent Stars Above
London War Notes
Middlemarch
The Feast
Lucy Carmichael
Alias Grace

Early Riser
The City is More Than Human
Lawn Boy
The Goat
Down and Out in Paris and London
The Fire Next Time
Persepolis
Of Mice and Men
The Two Mrs Abbotts
In A Lonely Place

Silent Spring 

Diary of a Provincial Lady
Death at the Chateau Bremont
Notes of a Crocodile
Wolf Hollow
Warlight
Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

No Matter the Wreckage
Jane Eyre
Ship Breaker

Ecstasy
High Rising
The Girl Who Smiled Beads
The Only Story
A Fairly Good Time

The Trouble with Goats and Sheep
The Essex Serpent
The Genius of Birds
Theory of Shadows
33 Days

The Secret of Nightingale Wood
A Long Way From Home
The Juniper Tree
Lincoln in the Bardo
Minka and Curdy
Rumour of Heaven
The Mitford Murders
The Duke's Children
Woodpecker
Katalin Street

Visitation
On Trails
A General Theory of Oblivion