Sunday, April 26, 2026
Laura gave me the recipe for the potato chip cookies that I liked so much at Christmas. I planned to make them for James Bruske's memorial service Monday evening. The recipe called for 2 cups of butter; that's 4 sticks, a whole pound. I never made a recipe with a whole pound of butter. There was no way to shape them into balls, but I used my 1 Tbsp. measuring spoon as a scoop. In the oven they spread out very, very thin. I couldn't imagine what I did wrong.
When I called Laura she said that she couldn't couldn't understand it either. She showed me her recipe, I showed her mine. They were identical except for butter. Then she realized what she did. She doubled the recipe and instead of typing 2 sticks of butter, she typed 2 cups.
Monday, April 26
Even though the cookies might be edible, I did not want to apologize for cookies that were not perfect. I decided to make another batch. I used unsalted butter, and the rest of my flour. Luckily I had enough of the other ingredients.
The result was much better.
I melted the chocolate that Laura gave me by putting it in a stainless steel bowl and putting the bowl in the small colander over boiling water.
We've been having violent winds; I saw the big couch move on the piazza, and chairs are tumbled all over the place. Our power is out in some areas; I have full power.
Jackie Haessley texted me that the memorial service scheduled for this evening has been postponed until sometime in May.
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