We've been "church shopping" for months now with marginal success. Today we went to the base chapel to see what it had to offer. On the way in, we stopped at a cozy little sitting room type chapel because I was drawn in to a room filled with these:
Stained glass, rainbows, and clear, cool Sundays. Nice. So was the service.
We decided to make Christmas cookies today after church. We made three different kinds with varying degrees of success. The peanutbutter cup cookies were perfect. The molasses sugar cookies have yet to be baked (though we don't know why they have to sit in the fridge for a few hours anyway). The sugar cookies (for frosting decoration) have been the biggest adventure so far. We're pretty sure one cookie will have you drop dead on the spot from a coronary (crisco anyone?). On the upside, the pan didn't need greasing! Unfortunately on one sheet, a snowman took a boot to the head:
I know, it's hard to tell it's a snowman. A number of cookies on the first sheet became amputees. Then a snowman went postal with the gun Peleke made on the next round. Two words: mass carnage.
The trick, apparently, is to take them off the sheet as soon as they come out of the oven. Cookie crumbs anybody? We'll be sure to show you the frosted cookies that make the cut (and maybe watch for us on Cake Wrecks!)
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