I feel like I am on a baking spree. Must keep baking… faster! More more more! What will be the next yummy thing coming out of the oven? What will be the next “keeper” recipe? Chocolate ganache? Done! Chocolate Cardamom Cupcakes? Done! Peanut Butter Fudge Crunch? Done! Sandwich Cookies? Done! And so on and so forth as the sink fills up with dishes and I scald my hands in the too-hot water. But oh, the goodies being made – I see my future, and it makes me smile.
These Ginger Chewies made me smile. The dough smelled wonderful. They smelled wonderful baking. They smelled wonderful cooling. And they tasted homey and comforting and Christmas-y. I made them to take to the Faxon’s house last night as they opened their home and soup pots to anyone who might want to stop by. I was kind of hoping for a few leftover cookies, as I figured the spicy quotient of them would only increase with a day’s time, but that was pure foolishness. That just means I will have to make another batch.
Soon.
Very very soon.
