I was talking to my friend Brooke on the phone this afternoon. She's moving in a couple of months and is working on using the food in her pantry before she goes and mentioned that she was going to bake a pumpkin pie since she had some leftover pumpkin in the freezer. I commented that I had a few cans of pumpkin in the pantry and got it my head that, after I finished doing some grading, I would make some pumpkin chocolate chip cookies. I know, it's not the right time of year, but it sounded delicious.
So after I'd reheated myself some pizza and finished my grading, I whipped up some cookie dough. We can't find our measuring spoons, so I eyeballed it, but the dough tasted so good, I wasn't worried.
Batch one came out a little gooey. I added a little more baking powder, figuring that I just hadn't guessed the right amount.
Batch two. Even more gooey than batch one. In fact, they were not even done, so I just threw it back in the bowl. Stupid idea, because the choclate chips had melted, which turned the whole dough brown instead of orange.
Called my mom. Decided it must need more flour. Added some more.
Batch three, the same as before. Sigh. I quit.
Reach to turn the oven off.
Oh. My. Gosh. The oven is off. I must have turned it off out of habit after I reheated the pizza.
Turned the oven back on and let it re-heat.
Put in batch four. Not gooey at all. Too dry, because they had too much flour.
Oh well! I threw out what was left of the dough.
Hence, the Epic Cookie Fail.
I would have posted pictures, but I think my camera was stolen from school.
