Cookie Spritz
As some of you have found out, I love my cookie press. It is my friend. Even though it frequently doesn't work. Even though I change the recipe every time I use it. Even though I hate how fucking complicated it is to get the stupid cookie out of the press in decent shape.
I love it.
I recently made 3 batches of dough preparatory to making huge quantities of Christmas cookies that I am freezing. The idea was to avoid doing ten million baking tasks right before Christmas without losing out on oodles of homemade Christmas cookies.
I made lemon, almond, and "candycane" doughs. They were lovely. I made Captain Awesome smell and taste each batch while I proudly patted the dough ball and he rolled his eyes. I have made all but half of the candycane dough into cookies. Delicious, delicious, multitudinous, vaguely shaped cookies.
Why not use a cookie cutter? you might well ask. Because it's a Cookie Press, dude! Don't you get it? It's way cooler than rolling out the dough and cutting. And, in theory, faster. But not really.
Nevertheless, I have not given up on the hope, nay, the dream, that one day I will conquer my cookie press. And then, friends, oh, and then, the river of beautifully shaped, fragrantly scented cookies that will pour from my door!
I love it.
I recently made 3 batches of dough preparatory to making huge quantities of Christmas cookies that I am freezing. The idea was to avoid doing ten million baking tasks right before Christmas without losing out on oodles of homemade Christmas cookies.
I made lemon, almond, and "candycane" doughs. They were lovely. I made Captain Awesome smell and taste each batch while I proudly patted the dough ball and he rolled his eyes. I have made all but half of the candycane dough into cookies. Delicious, delicious, multitudinous, vaguely shaped cookies.
Why not use a cookie cutter? you might well ask. Because it's a Cookie Press, dude! Don't you get it? It's way cooler than rolling out the dough and cutting. And, in theory, faster. But not really.
Nevertheless, I have not given up on the hope, nay, the dream, that one day I will conquer my cookie press. And then, friends, oh, and then, the river of beautifully shaped, fragrantly scented cookies that will pour from my door!
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