This is Bekah! I'm taking over Norton's blog today to tell you a little story... And so the saga begins.
Once upon a time (actually this was only last night) a very ambitious Norton P Butterworth decided to bake oodles of cookies for her lovely co-workers! The bookstore is dead because of "Fall Break", which apparently is cause for celebration. So enlisting my help, Norton P followed the step by step instructions I gave her for the cookie recipe while I cleaned the kitchen. All was going smoothly - the countertops were cleared and the dough was separated into 3 parts. 1 part for Chocolate Chips, 1 part for mini Resees Pieces, and 1 part for Oatmeal Raisin cookies. All ingredients were well blended and the dough was sampled (of course!) to insure quality. Perfect! Or so we thought... -insert doomsday music here-
So Norton greased a pan for the Chocolate Chip cookies, and I cautioned her that greasing the pan usually causes the dough to spread too quickly and the cookies to be crispy and thin, but it didn't matter for one batch, they would be fine! About 6 minutes later I took a peek into the oven. Puzzled with what I saw, I inquired of her, "Exactly how much did you grease that pan?" to which she responded, "Just a coating over it.." Odd.. Because those cookies really flattened!! There were 16 small clumps of Chocolate Chips protruding from a very thin layer of buttery sugar. Amber would've been devastated. The "cookies" were square from invading each others edges.
At this point my first thought was that the baking soda had been left out, but after quizzing the Norton on the amount she put into the flour mixture I was assured that couldn't be the problem. But I couldn't imagine what else it was! So I continued my interrogation with, "Did you put all 6 cups of flour?".. I could see the wheels spinning in her head as she mentally calculated the 1/2 cup measurements she'd dumped into the bowl. She said, "Yes! I put in 8........!" The heat rose on her face and we both started to laugh as realization dawned. 2 whole cups of flour were left out! Which, as you can imagine, makes a drastic difference in how your cookies bake. I proceeded to add the necessary amounts of flour to the remaining doughs.
Poor Norton P. I actually blushed for her! Part of what made this trial so funny to us is that the Nortonts last cookie escapade produced tasty Oatmeal Raisin cereal. Those cookies looked very pretty on the pan but crumbled into yummy bran flakes in your hand. Fortunately these cookies had a much better fate and after having flour added turned out to be quite tasty and pretty! From what she tells me the cookies were devoured by her co-workers. A happy ending!
The moral of this story is; If you give a Norton a cookie... she'll be very grateful that she didn't have to bake it herself! And she just might want some milk to go along with it.
I love you Norton P Butterworth!