This weekend I made chocolate chip cookies. Not just any old chocolate chip cookies, mind you, but these gargantuan disks of soft, chocolatey goodness. When Elizabeth, the recipe's author, says these cookies are "the pinnacle of perfection", she ain't just whistlin' Dixie. These cookies are so good they make you want to slap your grandmama. (Just how many Southern expressions can I squeeze into one paragraph?)
Normally, when I make a batch of cookies, good cookies, I'll eat a large portion of them before they've even had a chance to cool off and then complain that the recipe didn't make nearly as many as it said it would.
This time, I tried to take a different approach. I vowed to eat only one cookie a day (Remember, these cookies are huge!) and I halved the recipe so that if by some chance I decided to inhale the entire batch in one sitting, there wouldn't be as many fat grams available to attach themselves to my rear end.
My plan seemed reasonable enough and I felt confident that I could execute it without much difficulty. Unfortunately, I underestimated how much of a temptress a giant chocolate chip cookie can be.
The other night, I was minding my own business, washing dishes like the domestic goddess that I am, when out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the cookies staring at me, giving me that come hither look. I ignored the visual pleas and continued with my chores. A few minutes later, I heard my name being called. I stopped what I was doing and turned in the direction of the voices. The cookies were now begging me to eat them. They even promised to delight my taste buds until I keeled over in ecstasy. Determined not to cave in, I threw a dishtowel over the cookies and walked out of the kitchen. Their muddled cries didn't have quite the same effect.
So far, I've been successful adhering to my "one cookie a day" rule. I'm finding that if I eat well, meaning I eat food that satisfies my soul as well as my tongue, I am much less likely to snack. And that's a good thing, because I love to bake, and I would hate to have to give up my hobby in favor of a healthier (read: boring) lifestyle. I would rather exercise some discipline and develop the habit of finding a happy medium.
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LOL I can see it now. Cookies the size of a pizza pan. Oh yeah!! One a day then. That is exactly what I would do. Not hard to break that vow then, huh? Thinking about all this.. Mmmmm I need to go make some white chocolate/macadamia nut cookies. Maybe I will make just one cookie...the size of a HUGE cookie sheet. Yeah, that's what I will do.
Good post, GB. You are a natural born writer. Yes you are! Stop it! You ARE!
I even understood the cookies begging to be eaten. I say (plead)the same things to Sweet Tea all the time. But, like with you, it doesn’t work, either. However, I usually get a glass of cold water in my face instead of a washrag thrown over me.
Yes! I believe the key is to eat real food, and plenty of it. Well, I mean plenty of healthy, low calorie real food. That controls the craving. Then you can decide to have a cookie on your terms and not the cookie's.
But who's the champ, actually BAKING the things yourself, and not scarfing them down?
YOU'RE the champ!
I love allrecipes.com--and that recipe is going in my collection ASAP. :) Congrats on not caving--you rock!
Damn those evil bad nasty cookies. Throw them away. In a brown paper bag. Right outside you door.
Good goin' on the discipline! I'd probably end up eating quite a few and then trying to chase them with some heavy-duty insulin!
Those cookies...wou;ld'nt stand a cahnce around me...I don't even really try to pretend to have ant self-discipline where food is concerned.
I had been wondering what you had been baking lately....The Season is coming up...raqther it isd upon us.
how do ya feel about my favorite...the Buttermilk Pie?
Man do those look tasty. I've always been a fan of the good ole' Nestle Tollhouse recipe and have rarely found a chocolate chip cookie I like better than those. But maybe I'll give these a try.
One of my personal little tricks which drives 95% of the human population up the wall is that I like to throw in a handful of raisins into the batter. I find the raisins give the cookies an extra layer of sweet chewiness that makes me swoon. I tend to alienate most people with this kind of behavior, though.
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