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Picking up where I left off, we have the great cookie adventure. After leaving Patrick’s last sunday night I made my way, while getting a bit confused in terms of actual directions, over to Luke’s place. I had offered earlier in the day to help him with his shopping/grocery tasks, backstory behind that being he’d recently had surgury and was under a lift-weight limit, and well… I’m soft-hearted like that; why not go help some guy you’ve never actually met in person?! So I met him, heh, grooming emergency on his part disregarded.

When I got there we started looking for his car to unload the dreaded diet coke… wouldn’t you guess it happens to be arctic outside with a windchill factor being frightfully awful. To complicate matters just enough he sort of ‘forgot’ where he actually parked his car, so we wound up walking up and down the block a bit, time for shivering uncontrollably.

We didn’t actually go out and do any of the shopping because he was feeling quite unmotivated and it had already become rather late in the evening anyway. Instead we decided to ‘try’ these Betty Crocker cookie mixes conveniently packaged together in one box. The instructions indicated that they would make nearly two dozen, which seemed fairly laughable given the size of the little packets. Another scary thing was that the instructions basically called for just a tablespoon or so of water and either a little bit of oil or butter. We dove into this cookie making frenzy and soon, once we finally found the cookie sheet hiding quite warmly in the broiler of the oven (no fires this time!), we had cookies!

The first batch happened to be the peanut butter ones… or at least that’s what the package said; they weren’t all that recognizable in terms of peanut butter flavor though, haha… we even put Hershey Kisses onto them (even if they were from Christmas. The several month old chocolate inspired him to start playing Christmass music to my slight horror, hahaha. Here’s a photo of one that looked particularly odd, I’ll leave it to you to guess what we thought it looked like… ;)

The second batch was the Chocolate Chip, they were alright, though very oddly shaped and quite tiny. I’ve never really seen “homemade” chocolate chip cookies with a diameter of not quite an inch before; They were definitely fodder for amusement.

The third and final batch turned out to be the “lesbian mohawk” cookies, aka, sugar cookies. After the experience of the ultra-mini-sized chocolate chip cookies we decided to make just four of the sugar cookies, but then decided that they should be flattened out. The flattening was done with the slotted spatula/flipper which happened to leave these interesting “mohawk” grooves across the top. These cookies were actually fairly good, surprisingly, but I suppose you can’t really screw up sugar cookies all that much, eh?

In the most brilliant of Martha Stewart/Better Homes & Prisons style, here are our lovely cookies, lol! We cannot forget the requisite photo of me & luke together, of course. We both look so incredibly cracked out… Luke on pain killers and me, well… weekend clubbing and zero sleep, it’s gooberific. Great fun making cookies and drinking coffee, along with the occasional cig.