What have I actually been doing? Well, I went on a vacation with my sisters and mother, where we looked at my DREAM business in the location I have wanted since I was about 14 years old. Convincing my non-risk taking husband is another matter. I really hope he will come around. It has been on the market for almost 2 years, has a residence attached to it, and is all I really ever wanted. To own a bakery in the only place on Earth that makes me happy right now.
Anyway. Also went on a college visit, have babysat for my goddaughter, work reading to kids and helping them with comprehension and sounding out words every day for 2 hours, volunteering at a local soup kitchen, and have set up a website for 200+ adult hockey league members. SO, to say I have been busy is an understatement. It's just the salary that stinks!
In any case, back to the Bakery. When I was little, I lived in a magical town called Wheaton, that boasted the best bakery, Carney's. Each Saturday, my friends and I would ride our bikes "up town" and buy stickers by the roll at PaperHouse, then walk to the bakery and buy 1/4 pound of butter cookies for $2. Throughout my life there are very few constants. THESE COOKIES WERE ONE OF THEM. When my parents would visit me at college, they'd bring me a pound. When I went home, I made sure to eat at White Castle, get popcorn at the Popcorn shop, and buy the butter cookies.
UNTIL THEY CLOSED DUE TO RETIREMENT.
No one wanted to buy an old, run down building in the downtown area that housed a bakery. It was bought and changed into....a Buffalo Wild Wings. It's like spitting on my childhood dreams. And denying me those cookies.
UNTIL TODAY.
My mother sent me this recipe,simply labeled MELTING MOMENTS. and, in parentheses, it said "this is the recipe that you wanted. Helen C". Now, I don't know who this Helen C is, but I want to kiss her right now. With my buttery lips.
The recipe was simple.....
Unfortunately I cannot vouch for the icing recipe. My children consumed all 50+ cookies in the half hour following their exit from the oven. When the 2nd tray came out, they burned themselves fighting over "the fresh ones". The texture of these was absolutely AMAZING. "Melting moments" is a perfect name, because they literally melt in your mouth.
As I was cooking dinner, the children kept popping their heads in the kitchen, disappointed in the croissants I was rolling or the four course dinner going on the stove. "You gonna make more of those cookies?" was the only question on their minds. Then the suggestions came rolling in.
Ya know, you should dip half in chocolate.
How about sprinkles?
Got any of those colored sugar crystals?
So my quest, apparently tomorrow, is to figure out how to make the sprinkles stick, although i think it may be a post-cooking process.
Thanks, Helen C. Weird.....my name is Heather C......maybe we are soulmates.
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