My Mom’s Chocolate Chip Cookies

My mom taught me to bake.  She taught me to bake along with teaching me much more.  Everyone always raved about our cookies, but my mom always insisted there was nothing special about the recipe.  But they were special, because they were homemade.


Growing up, seeing two sticks of butter sitting out on the counter always meant we would be making chocolate chips cookies.  We would pull out all the ingredients, the bowls,the sifter, and the spoon that had a strong enough handle to withstand creaming the butter by hand.  When I was little my mom would help me finish creaming the butter, as I got older we took turns.

When we would add the vanilla my mom would open the bottle, take in the warm smell of vanilla, then pass the bottle to me to smell.  Whenever I smell vanilla I am transported back to my parent’s kitchen.  Back to baking cookies with my mom and enjoying the small pleasures.


She taught me to wait until the cookies were golden, to be patient while they baked.  But not to lose track of time and let them burn.

Baking cookies also meant sharing.  These cookies came with me to school functions, to sleep overs, to friend’s houses.  When I left for college, cookies my mom or I made always made their ways into friend’s hands.  Over the years I have used these cookies to break the ice at summer stock and to make a bad day a little better.

I will always think of my mother while baking these cookies and  I look forward to the day when my mom can teach my future kids how to make these cookies.

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Breakfast Cookies

Our kitchen window looks out on the street.  Some mornings I like to just sit by the window with a cup of coffee and breakfast, enjoying breakfast and the view of the street.

Early morning is always peaceful, yet active.  Runners zip along the sidewalk.  People sleepily stroll while walking their dogs.  Birds chirp and hop along the branches of the trees lining the street.  And I sti watching it all.

These cookies are just right to enjoy while watching the morning unfold.  Full of flavor, light and filling they are easy to enjoy while sitting at home or grab on the way out the door.

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Chocolate Chip Meringues

This was my first time making meringues.  To be honest I’ve always been a bit intimidated by them.

It’s the part about beating the egg white, always stressed over beating them too much or too little.  But now that I’ve made them I have no idea why I was intimidated by them.

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Blackberry Scones

Every morning I drive through a tunnel to get to work.  Where I live, you pretty much have to drive across a tunnel or bridge at some point.

Luckily, my route is in the opposite direction of rush hour traffic.  I really am thankful because I hate getting stuck in the tunnels.

Every morning I smile, because I’m not stuck in 7 mile back up leading to the tunnel.  Usually at that point I have “Schadenfreude” from Avenue Q running through my head.  A little cruel, I know.  But I’m thankful it’s not me because occasionally I do get stuck behind an accident in the tunnel and then all I can do is wait. Read the full post »

365 April 8th-14th

River curled up in a ball.

From this angle she has a heart on her tummy.

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Coconut Macaroons

Macaroons are one of the few desert recipes that are kosher for passover all on their own.

So naturally this was the second recipe I tried this week.

Never having made macaroons before I was a little nervous, but they are really simple.  Once the egg whites were beaten it just requires a gentle hand to fold in the other ingredients.

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Passover Brownies

Baking without using leavening or grains is difficult.  But not impossible.

This week I’m featuring recipes for Passover.  Even if you don’t observe Passover, you can still enjoys these recipes.

Friday night I had a huge craving for chocolate.  Not just chocolate, but chocolate in a baked good.  So out came the New York Times Jewish Cookbook and I began trying to figure out which Passover recipe to try first.  These brownies won.

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365 April 1st-7th

Composing a photo for the new header.

I saw this little guy in the parking lot.  Moved him over to the grass after I took this picture so I didn’t run him over.

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Peanut Butter Birthday Cake with Chocolate Cream Cheese Frosting

I bet there’s a traffic court in hell.  I don’t know of anyone who likes traffic court.

The day after my job interview I had to go to traffic court.  It was not fun.

A few weeks before I was driving R’s car.  My car needed repairs and I was trying to wait until I had a job before dropping a few hundred dollars on car parts.  In the 4 blocks I was driving, I got pulled over.  Turns out, R’s plates were expired by a little over a week.

So the morning of my court date I drove downtown.  I headed into the courthouse with the ticket and proof that he had renewed his plates the day after the ticket.  In front of the metal detectors they had a sign listing that phones were not allowed in the court room, and directing to lockers where personal belongings could be stored.  So I put my phone in the locker.  I went through the metal detector while my purse went through x-ray.  The security officer then told me that cameras were not allowed.  So I had to go back to the locker, only to discover I had used my last 50 cents on the previous locker.  Luckily there was a change machine (but it was in a different part of the building).  Finally, I got through the metal detector and into the courtroom.

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Baked Potato Chips

Some days require savory, juicy burgers.  Some days require fresh, green salads.  And some days require potato chips.

Potato chips are one of my comfort foods.  While some girls may go out and get a carton of ice cream after a breakup/fight/bad day, I turn to potato chips.  Some days the salty crunch of chips makes me feel better.  If only for a few moments.

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