less than half an hour away

Last week, I made chocolate chip cookies.  If you recall, I rarely make cookies.  This was, by far, my best cooking-making experience yet because of what happened after I made the cookies. 

I froze them.  Well, to be precise, I baked six of them and froze the other two dozen.  I placed all the dough balls on cookie sheets, as usual, but put the cookie sheets in the freezer for a couple of hours.  Then I tossed the frozen dough balls in a gallon plastic bag and put it back in the freezer. 

We've had hot, freshly baked cookies four nights this week.  It's been amazing. 

 

I used a gluten free cookie recipe that you can find here.  The almond flour gives the cookies a lovely, nutty chewiness.  And I can pretend they are healthy. 

 

You could, of course, employ the freezing method with any old kind of cookie.  They take about sixteen minutes to bake.  The oven takes about ten minutes to preheat.  That means that at any given time, I am less than half an hour away from fresh cookies.  I don't mind confessing, this makes me feel quite secure. 

The super cute dish towel under the cookies was a gift from Steve last night.  He came home from work with a bag of treats for me which included my favorite chap stick, two tea towels, and the email address of someone who might want to purchase some of my Charlotte totes for sale in her store.  One of my favorite things about Steve is how thoughtful and observant he is and I'm so thankful to have a husband who knows that it's not flowers, but tea towels and sales leads that really woo me. 

We're gearing up for a huge photo shoot weekend and took a few practice shots last night.  I absolutely can't wait to have everything listed in the shop next week!

Today I'm sewing up a few final products, tackling the laundry situation, and switching out the papers on our big silver frame wall from winter to spring.  Happy March!