When I was a kid, my dad came home with a little wooden coin. He told me that it was a “Round Tuit.” It might have been something his father or grandfather had given him as a joke. I also remember clever story printed on one side. With a little searching, I found several sites showing the same clever coin, pictured left. When asked if he still had his, Dad found his original, pictured right.
I have been meaning (everyone say it with me, now) to get around tobringing muffins to the fire station ever since we had some nasty fires last May. Those fires came too close for comfort. Like, really close- see the photo on the bottom right? They closed The Girl’s school the next day, and many others in the area.
So, today I finally brought some goodies to the local fire station and thanked them profusely for their work. Took me long enough! This is a great example of better late than never.
So, there are these people who work for The Husband… they deserve more than cookies. Lol. I’ve seriously been meaning to get treats to them for a long time. This is quite a group of highly intelligent, dedicated, and really interesting people! I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies and crammed more than three dozen into a bag for The Husband to bring into a meeting today. Hopefully, everyone will get two cookies… maybe I should’ve sent in more.
I can crank out 12 dozen cookies in under two hours, including pans and kitchen cleaned, honestly, because I’ve made this recipe for 30+ years. I’ve made and sold hundreds of dozens of cinnamon rolls and can knock out a couple dozen with minimum effort. And I love cooking! It is a lot like an athlete’s love of practicing to develop muscle memory in a sport- I bet that anyone with a passion for anything would agree. Years of practice means few wasted steps in my kitchen; I know which equipment and ingredients to grab, measure, and use. Practice makes perfect, no matter what you are practicing… so be careful where you spend your time, right?
Nothing makes a baker happier than finding people with whom to share the goodies. In January I bring cinnamon rolls to the teachers and staff for Teacher Appreciation Day- ironically, I’m sure I feel more appreciated when they say they look forward to the rolls each year (Cinnabon knock-offs, I swear they are exactly like the shops in malls). It makes me happy.
I run a couple miles most mornings so I can eat that second taco or have a nightly glass of wine.
If people don’t share these cookies and other treats, I’m going to have to earn one of those 13.1 or 26.2 stickers for the back of my own sweet ride. Bake on, people… and keep running, too.
The Husband has a group of friends that buy each other coffee a couple of times each week. At least. It takes all their strength and willpower to stick to only a couple visits per week at this favorite coffee shop. Honestly, we wonder what they put in the coffee as it is ridiculously good.
Every time I come up the stairs to his office I chat a bit with Bill, the security officer, and think, “This guy needs a coffee!”
I brought the Coffee Club their Americanos today, and brought one to Bill, too. I’ve been meaning to do this for a couple of years, at least. Can I take a second to reiterate how glad I am that I picked up this project for the year? I am making myself remember to do little things for, and say thanks to the many people in my community that do so much for everyone and my family.
You would think that a nice Christmas tip would make the World’s Best Stylist happy, but nnoooooo. She wants cookies. Not the Chocolate Chip Cookies that I have sold upwards of dozens upon dozens and bake by the gross in under two hours (when The Husband eats cookies for breakfast, you can go through 144 cookies really fast). Nope, she wants really light, delicate snowball-angel-Mexican/Italian wedding style cookies, which I’ve never made. So, today I crammed in two new things. I was able to try a new recipe and finally get around to doing something nice for Marianne, who takes great care of me- she makes me feel purty and for that the lady deserves a key to the reserves of Fort Knox, honestly.
Fortunately for me, I have eaten what has to be THE BEST version of these cookies every year when I raid the gift cookies received by my in-laws. Thanks to their neighbor, Linda, I know what a great angel cookie tastes like. Like my mom, Linda is one of the few people (in my opinion) who really knows cookies. After a little on-line searching and ingredient tinkering, I think I have a recipe that comes really close! And nobody gets to knock my excessive use of exclamation points, I love baking and developing a great new recipes make my day!!
The cookies I promised Marianne for my January haircut are a couple of weeks late but I think she will still love them. I’ll let The Mom-in-law at the cookies this weekend- she will be the best judge of how close I came to Linda’s recipe. Can’t wait to hear her verdict, but I am so happy with the way these turned out!
You know how you always get super-busy during the holidays? Do you wish you could spread out the giving and the thanking seasons to show appreciation for the many important people you see nearly every day? The school front office staff, the high school teachers, the postal workers, the folks who work for you or your sweetie… these people are all on my list this year. I’d like to get a thank you note out to these and many more people.
Today I’m going to try to catch up with the security guards at The Girl’s school. Amazing, isn’t it? Schools with security guards and metal detectors. That’s a whole different nut to crack another day, but not this day. We have about 10 guys at the high school working in different shifts, and they honestly ought to put their stories and experiences down on paper. I’d buy that book! Between looking out for our pubescing teens and directing visitors, they are watching over all the goings on of our fabulous high school.
So here’s to you guys- Pete, Bob, Anthony, Leighton, Jason, John, Suka, Ron and Steve! May you know we appreciate all that you do for our children, our families, and our entire school community. ESPECIALLY with the complete NUT JOBS you occasionally come across… make that daily, probably- I’ve been witness to some of the most bizarre behavior, from other adults- you men have handled it with calm authority and tact.