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Cookies Strange and Yummy

Sad Shibow and Friends Make One Smart Cookie

My friends are geniuses. I like to keep good company in the hopes that one day I will absorb these smarts through osmosis or telepathy or science or something. Remember what I said about trying to get smart? I need me some knowledge work.

Anyway, my friend Jeff has been wanting to make potato chip chocolate chip cookies, which are exactly what you think they are. The twins and I have a list of activities we are trying to complete before we all drop dead, and these cookies are pretty high up on the list. I’m not sure if we’re all convinced we’re going to expire by the end of the summer or something, but we’ve been making good progress on the list so far. This post got really dark really quickly.

Um…

Oh, also, the other night Jeremy and I went running (it’s this new “thing” I’m trying that involves Usher songs, an inhaler and a lot of trash talk about how awesomely fast I am) and then spontaneously decided we were going to buy a watermelon and fill it with vodka (this was also on our list). We cut a hole in the watermelon, stuck a bottle of Smirnoff into said hole, and waited a few days. Here’s what it looks like. I’m not going to walk you through the whole process. I’ll tell you why in a minute.

Basically the vodka is supposed to seep into the entire watermelon, so that when it’s cut up and scooped out, you get a sweet, spiked treat. That’s what’s supposed to happen. What actually happened was both boys got chunks of pure watermelon while I consumed globs of vodka that had the texture of watermelon. Then I gagged and completely freaked out. We’re pretty sure that the vodka only made it to the top halves of the watermelon. So maybe next time ladies do not go first.

Anyway, that sucked. What did not suck, on the other hand, was our crazy Everything Cookie. I don’t know what else to call it really. Aren’t there times when you’re sitting around watching The Soup and wishing you could shove those potato chips you’re chomping on into a cookie? Yes you do. And yes we did. And si se puede.

College staples.

See the above picture? That is basically the recipe for the absolute perfect cookie. Seriously, this took, like, hundreds of seconds of planning. Here’s what went into our process: the three of us rolled into Stop and Shop, called out junk food we enjoy, bought said junk food, debated buying beer too, decided not to buy the beer because we needed to eat our vodka watermelon (we didn’t find out it sucked until later), and stood in the checkout line looking like a trio of college kids aiming to pack on the freshman fifteen. Welcome to the good life. Let’s get started.

Everything Cookie

1 3/4 cup of all-purpose flour

1/2 teaspoon of baking soda

1/2 teaspoon of salt

3/4 cup of softened butter

1 cup of brown sugar

1 egg

1/2 teaspoon of vanilla extract

1 cup of semisweet chocolate chips

2 Almond Joy bars, broken into 1/2 inch chunks (Jeff’s absolutely genius addition, but if you’re not into coconut you can use your favorite candy bar)

3/4 cup of crushed potato chips (we used Kettle Brand Twice Baked Potato Chips, highly recommended)

3/4 cup of crushed pretzels

This dough’s going to need about an hour to chill, so wait to preheat the oven. Cream together the butter and sugar in a large bowl. When fully creamed, beat in the egg, then the vanilla. In a separate bowl, sift together the flour, baking soda and salt, then fold into the wet ingredients. When that’s mixed, fold in the chocolate chips and then go crazy with the chips, pretzels and Almond Joys. You can even shove your hand into the bag of potato chips and start crushing them over the bowl. I have a feeling I probably said something like “this is for my homies who couldn’t be here” while I sprinkled some over the bowl, because I am messed up like that.

Mix it just a tad more than this.

Chill the bowl of dough in the refrigerator for about an hour. Preheat the oven to 375°F. Drop tablespoon-size balls of dough onto a cookie sheet, then pop into the oven for 11-13 minutes. Cool. Eat. Repeat.

Fat cookies = happy cookies.

I don’t think I can adequately express how much I loved these cookies. These cookies were as good as the watermelon was bad. These were my Glen Hansard of cookies. If Kanye saw Chips Ahoy! getting an award for Greatest Cookie, he’d interrupt its acceptance speech to say the Everything Cookie was the best cookie of all time. Of all time!

Was that last one too much? Maybe it was too much. But it’s true. And I love me some Kanye references.

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Chocolate Cheer Fancy Pantsy

Spring is in the Air. And I Don’t Care.

So, the sun is out, birds are chirping, my eyes, nose and lips are swollen (I look like Indian Shrek). All signs point to spring. Yay?

Nay. Nay? Yes, nay. I am sad. You know how you lose something really special to you, and then you get a chance to get it back, and all of the signals and people and stars and things are pointing directly at you getting this thing back, and you start to feel optimistic due to your new-found good fortune…and then it just disappears? That’s what’s just happened to me, so I am sad.  And maybe you think you know what I’m talking about. But I could be talking about a necklace. Or a sandwich. I get really attached to sandwiches sometimes.

I’ve been slowing down a bit on the blog, which is semi-intentional. I’ve been out and about quite a bit lately, trying to distract myself from…myself. In fact, just the other night I attended an exhibition at The Met called Guitar Heroes, about the history of the stringed instrument. Yes, that was me trying to prove I am fancy and cultured. Glen Hansard happened to be there as well, and he happened to be performing at the Temple of Dendur, and I happened to be directly in front of the stage and completely transfixed. There also happened to be free wine and beer at the reception. This was all coincidence. I am so fancy and cultured.

Fancy meeting you here, Glen.

To be honest, that show cheered me up enough to woman up and get writing again. It also helps that the following baked good was made with the assistance of my beautiful, wonderful, hilarious, awesome cousin Rhea (hi Rhea!). She is an incredibly accomplished baker, and would probably own me in a bake-off, which is why I have chosen to make her an ally instead of an opponent. She really is all of those very good things, though. Here’s proof:

Rhea and I. (We really love our chocolate)

See? She puts up with my silliness. Sometimes she even joins in! Since we both obviously love all things rich in chocolate, we settled on a flourless chocolate cake. I’d just like to mention that while she and I were slaving away on this, her brother and my sister were on their iPhones or iButts or whatever playing some Scrabble-like game. Anyway, this was super easy to make. Here’s what you’ll need, according to Martha Stewart, Sad Shibow and Rhea:

Flourless Chocolate Cake

6 tablespoons of butter, softened

8 ounces of semisweet chocolate, chopped, or 8 ounces of semisweet chocolate chips if you’re lazy (I kind of am)

6 large eggs, separated

1/2 cup of granulated white sugar

Confectioner’s sugar, for dusting, because we’re fancy

Grease a 9-inch springform pan and preheat your oven to 275°F. In a large bowl, combine the chocolate and butter, and microwave in 30-second increments, stirring after each nuke. When fully melted, whisk in yolks.

Looks appetizing, no?

In a separate bowl, beat the egg whites until soft peaks begin to form. Add in the sugar gradually until the whites look shiny and stiff. Add the whites a little at a time to the chocolate mixture, then stir it all together until fully combined. Be careful not to over-mix, as the cake won’t be as light and airy if you’ve beaten it down to nothing. That’s just cruel, dude.

Rhea felt like this post needed photographic proof of me smiling and having fun. That happens sometimes.

Pour the batter into your greased pan. Before you do that though, make sure the springform pan actually does come apart fairly easily when it’s unlocked. I’m just saying this almost became a cakeless flourless cake because of how irritated I was. Anyway, bake it for 45 to 50 minutes, until the cake starts to pull away from the sides of the pan and looks set in the middle. Cool the cake on a rack away from the oven, then once the pan is completely cooled, remove the sides of the pan. Sprinkle on some confectioner’s sugar, cut yourself a slice, and geez, just be happy.

Thanks for playing photographer, Rhea!
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Cookies Sort of Healthy

As Usual, I am Way Behind (Or Way Ahead) So I’m Using Pumpkin

Last week I went to a pretty fantastic show at Rockwood Music Hall. The space is tiny, the sound is not. I saw Chris Thile & Michael Daves, a duo that’s just put out an album of bluegrass covers called Sleep With One Eye Open. I’ve written a couple of album reviews in my day. But I don’t really feel like writing one now, so I’ll just say it’s super good. Anyway, as the guys were walking to the stage, Chris Thile smacked me in the knee with his fancy mandolin case. You know how most people’s legs kick out when their reflexes are tested? My leg instead told my brain to call Thile a very specific and not-very-nice name. Sad Shibow: Making Famous Musicians Feel Uncomfortable Since Birth.

Chris Thile and Michael Daves. Oh, did I mention my flash randomly went off and probably blinded these two during the "serious song?" I am the worst.

I don’t think he heard me. The dude I was with claims he did, but I’m pretty sure he was just trying to stir up trouble for his own amusement. I hope. Maybe? Anyway, we didn’t stick around after the show to meet the guys/find out if they hated my guts. Instead, I went home, nursed my [perfectly fine] kneecap and decided to bake my embarrassment away. Worst segue ever, right? I just really liked that story, even though I probably shouldn’t. Sorry!

Ok, so, I still have, like, nine cans of pumpkin puree left over from Thanksgiving. While it would be completely safe/acceptable to wait until this Thanksgiving to use one or all of them, I’m not going to wait that long because I don’t feel like it. I do what I want. I call musicians names and stuff. I do what I want. And I want to make pumpkin cookies. When I saw this recipe for them, I knew I had the ok. Plus, the weather here has been deeeeepressingly cold and wet, so my brain’s not completely sure of the season.

Now, since summer is supposedly coming and since I’m trying not to go from Sad Shibow to Flabby Shibow, or Sad and Flabby Shibow, I decided to tweak this recipe a little to mayyyybe up the health profile I little. I know, lame, dumb, blahblahbutterblah, but it will still taste amazing. Pumpkin on its own contains an enormous amount of nutrients, including fiber, vitamin E and beta-carotene. But I’m not your health teacher. I’m your sad baking friend, so I’ll just stick to what I know.

Here’s what I did:

Pumpkin Cookies

3/4 cup of all-purpose flour

3/4 cup of whole wheat flour

1 tablespoon of ground cinnamon

1/2 teaspoon of baking powder

1/2 teaspoon of baking soda

1/2 teaspoon of sea salt

1/4 teaspoon of ground nutmeg

1/4 teaspoon of ground cloves

3/4 cup of brown sugar

1/4 cup of maple syrup

1/2 cup of canola oil

1 1/2 cups of pumpkin puree

1 egg

1/2 teaspoon of vanilla extract

Have the oven preheated to 350°F. In a large bowl, mix together the flours, baking powder, cinnamon, baking soda, salt, nutmeg and cloves. In a separate bowl, stir together the sugar, syrup and oil until fully combined. Stir in the pumpkin puree, egg and vanilla. Slowly fold the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients, and pop the batter into the refrigerator for about half an hour.

When cooled, scoop out tablespoon-sized amounts onto a cookie sheet. Bake the cookies for 12 to 15 minutes, until the tops start to crack and the cookies are firm to the touch, and:


I like to tell myself that I had a bowl full of multivitamins for breakfast this morning.

Boom! One bite of these had me wishing I were prepping for a Thanksgiving feast. Then I glanced out the window and wept, because it really is pretty crummy out.

Eating my seasonal depression away?

So no, even pumpkin cookies won’t psych me into thinking that it’s autumn and it’s supposed to look like death outside. But they will keep me company until the sun comes out. And I don’t have to feel too bad about indulging in these, since they actually are delicious, moist and not terribly bad for me. And I’ve got tickets to another Glen Hansard show this week, so I can continue my reign of unintentional awkwardness. Hooray. I’m great.

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Chocolate Cheer Cookies Sugar Cookies

Sylvapotamus Gets Old…Which Means I Get Older

I’ve been trying to write this post for a while and can’t think of anything to say without getting choked up at the thought of my baby sister turning 21. To me, she’s still the bald infant menace who was determined to get her “nosey-nose” back after I’d “stolen” it off of her face hours earlier.

Sylvia rules. She’s my best friend and the kind of family I am really, really grateful to be stuck with forever. She’s the only person who’s allowed to call me Chuckie Finster, the only person who can tell me I look ridiculous in a fedora without making me cry, and the girl who insisted that the worst bad ex I’ve ever had was “probably off dead somewhere.” You may find that sick. I find that hilarious. So does Sylvia. This is why she rules. Also, this is why she rules (it was my Christmas present from her). I could go on, but this is not the Sylvia Show. Sylvia is the baby of the family, so her whole life is the Sylvia Show (sorry kid, I had to get one dig in there).

So, why Sylvapotamus? I’m not really sure. She’s thin as a rail, but the nickname and the thought of her face superimposed on a massive hippo with swollen hooves have always brought us to crazy laughing tears. Did I mention we’ve both got sort of a twisted sense of humor?

Anyway, to celebrate, obviously I have decided to bake for her. And before you call me out for being cheap, let me mention that these treats are just some of many awesome surprises in store for the little one. Onward!

So, just like with the twins, I scammed Sylvia into telling me what her favorite cookie was. And, just like the twins, hers happens to be the classic chocolate chip cookie. Now, for her 21st birthday, I had to amp these up a bit; plain ol’ chocolate chip cookies wouldn’t do. But maybe a giant chocolate chip cookie “cake” with her face plastered on it would. Bwahahaha…

Her face? Wha? Yes, there is a company that will print an image you send to them on an edible sheet and have it shipped to you. And I would totally recommend that if you decide to sort of creepily bake a cake with someone’s likeness smacked on it, you check with these people.

Anyway, let’s start with the cake. It’s basically cookie dough spread into an 8×8 inch round pan. I’ll tell you what I used, if you’re curious:

Chocolate Chip Cookie Cake

1/2 cup of all-purpose flour

1/2 cup of whole wheat flour*

1 1/2 teaspoons of baking powder

1/2 teaspoon of salt

1 cup of brown sugar

1 egg

8 tablespoons of softened butter

Like, lots and lots of chocolate chips

Half a cup or so of chopped nuts, of your choosing, but I used pecans

*You don’t necessarily need to use whole wheat flour. I really like using it in cookie recipes because it gives the cookies a nuttier flavor. If you don’t have any on hand, you can just go with all-purpose flour all the way.

Preheat the oven to 350°F. In a small bowl, sift together the flour[s], baking powder and salt. In a separate bowl, cream together the butter and sugar. When fully combined, beat in the egg, then slowly fold in dry ingredients until a dough forms. When everything’s mixed, add in your chocolate chips and pecans.

Grease your round pan, and evenly spread the mixture and flatten the top as much as possible. Pop it into the oven for about 30 minutes, until the top is browned. Hopefully it’ll look a little something like this (Actually, it’ll hopefully look better, because you’re all awesome and I am mentally five sometimes):

Pretty cool, right? Cookie Monster would be proud. Why’d I just name-check Cookie Monster when Animal is my favorite Muppet? As a fellow drummer, I really don’t believe Animal gets nearly enough respect. Animal, let’s jam together sometime. Oh…um…

Since this is a cake, it needs frosting. Since I love cream cheese everything, it needs cream cheese frosting. You can find the recipe right here. Spread it evenly over the cookie, making sure to have it as smooth as possible if you’re placing an edible photo of your sister/dog/postman (I don’t know) on it. The instructions say to keep the edible print shielded from light until it’s to be used, so I left it inside of the Ziploc bag inside of the FedEx envelope in which it was delivered. I then cut it down to an appropriate size (be really careful handling it), peeled off the paper backing and slowly laid it on top of the icing. Then I added sprinkles because…whatever, because I did.

She's about six in this picture. All together now: "Awwww"

Oh, also, remember how her name is Sylvapotamus? Well, I found this rad hippo cookie cutter that I knew I needed in my life, and figured sugar cookies wouldn’t hurt. I must be trying to turn her into an actual hippo.

The recipe comes from this book that I have had for years and am currently obsessed with. You’ll need:

Classic Sugar Cookies

2 cups of all-purpose flour

1/2 teaspoon of baking powder

1/4 teaspoon of salt

1 stick of butter, softened

1 cup of sugar

1 egg

1 teaspoon of vanilla extract

Have the oven preheated to 375°F for these. Sift together the flour, powder and salt. In a separate bowl, cream together the butter, sugar, egg and vanilla. Mix with dry ingredients. To get this one to form into a dough, you might need to use your hands because there’s so much flour. Yay, hands, yay mess. Divide the dough in half, wrap each in wax paper and refrigerate for at least an hour. When you’re ready, pull out a half, and start pinching off sections to roll into about 1/8″ thick rounds. You can then cut these into adorable shapes, like I did:

One of these things is not like the others...

Pop these into the oven for 9 to 10 minutes, making sure to rotate the pan halfway through cookie to ensure even baking. Also, if you want, you can add icing to these to make them even prettier. I recommend royal icing, since it dries pretty quickly and will give these a nice sheen. Here’s a good recipe for it. I halved it to keep myself from having leftover icing for dinner. Sad, I know. Quarter life cri— ah, whatever. Here’s what I did:

Basic Royal Icing

1 egg white

1 cup of confectioner’s sugar

I left out the lemon because…eh. I didn’t want these to have a citrus-y taste to them, but you may do as you wish. Oh, also, I dyed the icing a bright pink because pink hippos and one lone pink elephant make me laugh. And I am assuming that since the sis and I are on the same wavelength amusement-wise, she’ll be tickled too.

I wasn't done spreading yet. Also, hippos have really uneven, dry skin, ok?

You can just dip one side of the cookie in a bowl filled with the icing, then use a butter knife to smooth off the excess. Give these about half an hour to completely dry, and you’re all set.

Dunzo. Can YOU spot the elephant?

Whew. This one definitely took some work and a bit of advanced planning, but it was all well worth it.

Happy Birthday, baby sister. I love you from this:


to this: to this:


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Classic Favorites Rainbow Cookies

Sad Shibow Sees a Rainbow [Cookie]

This is here just because I had a dirty, ratty, hand-me-down Rainbow Brite doll when I was a child

For Christmas last year, I gave my cousin’s son Ben a Moon Dough Barnyard Kit. When Ben opened his present, he yelled out “Moon Dough! It never dries out!” Adorable. Does everyone know what Moon Dough is? It’s supposed to be Play-Doh’s neater sibling, but it has a very odd texture and apparently it still ends up being pretty messy and annoying. I did not know this, but was informed by Ben’s mom, Laura. Laura also recommended that I bake rainbow cookies for the blog, and since those are one of the most annoying recipes known to woman, I’m thinking this is some sort of payback. Well played, cousin.

Also, I have a lot of cousins, right?

So, anyway, around Thanksgiving every year (Holiday theme! Hooray!) I turn into a super baker. I am not nearly this productive at any other time in the year in any way, but for some reason, a week before the big day, the transformation takes and I go bonkers. I made these a couple years ago with so-so results. I should say that I was at my parents’ house and, as I’ve mentioned, Mom and Dad don’t measure. I should also tell you that this is when I attempted to make that baklava I spoke of in an earlier post. So maybe no more baking at their place.

These cookies are really involved, temperamental divas. Seriously. They, like, NEED to be bright and colorful, they NEED to cool and compress in the fridge overnight and the layers absolutely must be baked separately. The nerve, right? Well, some divas have earned the right to be divas, and these cookies are in my top two of all-time favorites. They are absolutely worth the trouble. How do I know this? I know this because after screwing these up once, I cowgirl’d up and tried, tried again.

Here’s what you’ll need:

8 ounces of almond filling (much moister and easier to work with than almond paste)

1 cup of softened butter

1 cup of granulated sugar

4 eggs, separated

2 cups of all-purpose flour

6 drops of red food coloring

6 drops of green food coloring

1/2 cup of seedless raspberry jam

1 cup of semisweet chocolate chips

Let’s you and I first talk about what I did, so that I can tell you what you should do. Since I was also making these as birthday treats for friends, I decided to space out the baking process a bit so that I could get these done during the work week. I combined the almond filling with the butter, sugar and egg yolks, whipped the whites in a separate bowl, folded the whites back in, then threw the mixture into the refrigerator. The next night I divided the mixture into three equal parts, colored two thirds of the dough– one red, one green– spread the green mixture into a pan and threw that layer into the oven.

FAILURE.

When I pulled out the green layer, my heart sank. It was bubbly, limp, slimy and very, very green. Like, Super Mario Bros. Mushroom Kingdom grass green. And this was all I could think. I couldn’t figure it out. What had I done wrong? Butter, sugar, eggs, food coloring, fl–

Oh.

I forgot the flour. THE FLOUR. I wanted to cry, but I was meeting friends for a sushi dinner. So I couldn’t cry. I could only eat sushi.

The next night, I re-bought most of what I needed. So now, we are going to talk about what YOU need to do to avoid looking like a chump.

Now, you can either grease three 9×13 inch pans (That’s if you’re oven is big enough to handle three of these at once, in which case, why do you live in a pizzeria?), or grease one to use throughout the process, which is what I did. Line the bottom of the pan with enough parchment paper to lift the layers out. Preheat your oven to 350°F.

Combine the almond filling, softened butter, and egg yolks in one bowl. Mix until fully incorporated. In a separate bowl, whip the egg whites until soft peaks begin to form. Once they are fluffy, fold the whites into the butter/almond/sugar mixture until everything is fully mixed. Now, I may get slammed by purists for saying this, but in my opinion, you don’t necessarily have to beat the whites separately. Doing so is supposed to make the cookie lighter and moister, but I didn’t really notice a difference. You can just add the whole eggs to your butter/sugar/almond mixture and save yourself time and trouble. Finally, stir in the flour until a dough forms. Duh, a dough should form. Wonder why this didn’t tip me off the first time around. Anyway…

Divide the mixture evenly among three bowls. To one bowl, add six drops of red food coloring (more if you like a more vibrate red), and mix in the color until the dough is pinkish. Add your green to another bowl, and leave the third untouched.

This one has flour in it. Only took me one wasted batch to figure out THAT was necessary.

If you’re using separate pans, spread one portion into each pan. If you’re using one pan for the whole thing, start with the green layer. Spread it evenly into your pan. Don’t worry if it doesn’t spread completely, since it will when it bakes. Throw the pan/pans into the oven for 10 to 12 minutes, until the edges are slightly browned and the center looks set.

Again, if you’re using one pan, once the green layer is set, pull it out of the oven, flip it onto a cookie sheet, lay more parchment paper into the pan (which will be hot, so cuidado), and spread the uncolored layer out. Throw this one into the oven. I’d pop the green layer into the freezer to speed up cooling in the meantime.

After a few minutes, pull the green layer out and spread a healthy layer of jam over it. Go crazy, if you please. Once the middle layer is done, you can take it out, flip it onto the green layer, and spread the last, red portion into your pan. Pop this into the oven, and let the other two cool before spreading more jam over the uncolored layer. Once the red layer is done, flip it onto the top. I wouldn’t worry about layering these portions perfectly. They’re likely not even all going to come out in the exact same shape. Once the whole cookie is cooled, you can cut around the edges to “clean” them up if you please. Let’s be honest– mine looked like a Jenga game gone wrong at first.

Once cooled and cut, wrap the almost-finished product in foil or plastic wrap, place a heavy object (like a cast iron skillet) on top of it to compress the layers, and place the whole contraption in the fridge for a few hours. Allrecipes says eight hours, I say ridonkulous, and got away with having these in there for three hours. Take that, world.

In the meantime, melt your chocolate chips at 15-second increments in the microwave. You can add a touch of butter to make this easier to work with, which I always advocate. Spread the chocolate mixture evenly over the top layer, then let it cool in the refrigerator for about an hour. You can then cut these into squares, rectangles, octagons, octopi, whatevs.

Absolutely worth every ounce of effort.