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my tribute to fall

last week, in my "it's officially fall post", i talked about how i had something planned to celebrate fall, but it wasn't really working at the moment. so, on wednesday, i decided to try again.

i had planned this great cookie making adventure. i was going to mix the dough, turn it colors and use my pumpkin and leaf cookie cutters so the cookies would be fall shaped. when they finished baking, it would be decorating time.
well, it didn't exactly go as planned. first, we didn't have the same amount of flour as required by the recipe, so i figured it would be cool anyway. 3&1/2 cups is a lot of flour. so i used a little less than 3. once i got into the recipe, i realized that the ingredients list was incomplete. the first step called for me to mix in the egg. however, it wasn't really clear whether it was one egg or two eggs. i looked at a couple of other recipes and guessed. two eggs, it is.
when i finished the dough and got it all multi-colored, i had to put it in the fridge to harden some, because there was no way the dough i had was going to make good cut outs.
wednesday, i pulled out my parchment paper, lots of flour, and the rolling pin (which, by the way, i promptly discarded for use that time -- it just wasn't working. i would be flattening the dough by hand). i made a royal mess. i'd like to say that when i made these cookies, it was a neat and easy process. but that would be lying.
i'd also like to say that they were up to standards, taste-wise, but that would also be lying. they tasted a little too much like flour, despite the extra sugar and spices i put in the dough and the extra sugar i put on top of the cookie to harden while they baked. (although, they were all eaten by the highschoolers that night...)
i spent the majority of wednesday afternoon baking and decorating, enjoying every minute of it. they didn't turn out exactly the way i planned or would've liked, but i'm proud of the end result.



next time, i'll do things differently, but it was a learning experience. and it was fun :)
and if anyone has a recipe for cut-out cookies that hold together, taste good (not like flour....), and are fairly easy, please let me know!

Comments

Steph said…
your cookies are a-dor-a-ble!! just like you :) love you!

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