Tonight I decided I wanted to make cookies. I looked around online, hoping something would catch my interest. And hoping I would have all the ingredients for whatever did catch my eye.
After a few minutes following links, I found these . Chocolate and marshmallows? Sign me up! The recipe looked simple enough and I had all the ingredients in my pantry. Perfect!
I began by creaming the butter and sugar in my gorgeous, silver Kitchenaid mixer (which I absolutely adore). After beating the mixture for a minute, I realized I had no idea what creaming was. A quick search online helped me out, but my mixture never quite got to the “airy and fluffy stage”. Figuring it was no big deal I just continued with the recipe, whisking the cocoa powder, flour, and salt. After creaming the butter and sugar I added in the cocoa powder mixture, which immediately sent up a cloud of chocolate dust into the air, causing me to sneeze and cough. It was like a sudden chocolate allergy had overtaken me- the horror!
Beating the mixture with the eggs and milk, I threw in a dash of vanilla and turned off the Kitchenaid. As I began to form the cookies and place them on the cookie sheet, I realized that the batter was extremely sticky. Half of the cookies-to-be ended up stuck to my fingers!
Ten to twelve minutes after being placed in the oven, I quickly pulled out the cookies and pressed half of a marshmallow in the middle of each cookie. Uh-oh. The marshmallows were as big as the entire cookie! Hoping for the best, I placed the baking sheet back into the oven for two minutes. In those two minutes I frantically whipped up the frosting that would be drizzled over the cookies. I just made it as the timer on the oven beeped. I rushed to the oven, pulled out the cookies, pressed the marshmallows down, and began drizzling the chocolate frosting over the marshmallow surprise. Once I was finished, I moved the cookies from the baking sheet to the wire rack to cool. I quickly put the next batch in the oven, repeating the steps over again.
As I collapsed into the nearest kitchen chair, letting the next batch bake, I surveyed the kitchen. Cocoa powder residue coated my mixer. There was flour on the floor. Sugar granules crunched under my feet. It looked like a baking explosion. I glanced at the recipe on the computer screen and realized I had frosted the cookies too soon- I should have waited until the cooled. Then the oven beeped again. This was exhausting!
Thirty minutes later, all the cookies were done. And I was exhausted. How does Martha Stewart do it?!