I don't care what letter "cookie" starts with. All I care about is eating them. Right now, I am sitting on top of Cookie Mountain. I baked a dozen vegan chocolate cookies this evening (a lot for this household, as we don't normally have that many goodies around--I have no control over my sweet tooth when they're present), and I'm pretty sure this is the best batch I've ever, ever, ever made. I used the same recipe I always use, but this time the cookies came out fluffy and baked so evenly. Here is the one difference in what I did: I used a baking stone instead of an aluminum pan. A few months ago Joe bought a stone because he got into baking bread. If you haven't written your letter to Santa yet, you should totally ask him for a baking stone. I don't care if you only bake cookies (or scones, or bread) once a year--you NEED one in you artillery. I mean, check out how golden brown these suckers turned out!
NO BURNED BOTTOMS!!!
Perhaps now you have the Cookie Monster song in your head. Here's a link to the video for your further enjoyment.
In other deliciousness news, Joe made some awesome food over the weekend, including, but not limited to, a white bean soup and adzuki bean salad. The soup warms my tummy and makes my taste buds smile.
And the salad is just damn good. Yum, radishes!