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Showing posts with label chocolate chip cookies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chocolate chip cookies. Show all posts

Monday, February 23, 2009

It's the Dog's Fault

It's raining. The wind is blowing. I didn't want to take a walk in the woods when the weather is so squirrely. I went down town yesterday so I didn't need to go today. I couldn't work in the garden. The prospector was gone all morning. The garage is too cold to work on gourds and the laundry is done. So..., against my better weight watching judgement, I made some chocolate chip cookies. Yep! I just made a management decision and I did it. With the help of my trusty canine companion (please notice the tongue), I threw a batch together, baked them and ate some cookie dough in the process. I just threw caution to the wind.
This is the recipe and a very good one. It's always on the back of the Nestle's chocolate chip bag, large or small. I like to add a cup of "quick" oatmeal ( you know; the kind that makes soggy oatmeal but you bought it accidently instead of the regular kind and you have to do something with it.) and only 2 cups of flour. This time I used pecans instead of walnuts. The rest is up to you. I'm not a gormet cook. I like to keep it simple.

The big bag of chocolate chips was purchased at Costco. I can't remember how much it was but I know that this 72 oz. package is a lot less expensive than buying the smaller bags at our grocery store. I haven't priced the generic brands, just Nestle's.
You can't see it in the picture but I opened the wrong end. Didn't even notice that there was a NEW way of opening the bag with a "press to close" seal across it. Good grief! Life is just one "new" thing after the other. Can't they just leave things alone. We old people don't like change, especially when it makes us look senile.

Ok, I guess you're all wondering why I would bake a batch of chocolate chip cookies when I'm on Weight Watchers. Well..,

..., Moke told me to do it. It's all his fault.

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