I love cookie dough with a passion...
...and sometimes find any excuse to make it...
...and while I do make cookies with it in the end...
...my joy comes from stealing spoonfuls of it's sweet, gritty goodness.
It's so true. You know something is good if there is an ice cream flavor dedicated to it. Most times, I could care less about the end result (ie: cookies). I find excuses to make cookies just so I can get at that dough. There is something SO comforting about it. Before I was married, I sometimes spent a Friday night curled up on the couch with a tube of cookie dough and a spoon, watching a chick flick. Although he will never admit it, I did introduce this tradition to my husband, who secretly enjoyed it. He prefers the outcome (ie: cookies) to the actual dough. I can forgive him for this.
While my dough of choice is chocolate chip, there are few doughs I will turn my nose up at. Oatmeal Cookie Dough, Spice Cookie Dough, Pizzelle Cookie Dough, Biscotti Cookie Dough, Sugar Cookie Dough. It's like a menu to Gooey Heaven. I've never had it, but I believe I'd pass up on something called, "Bran Cookie Dough," although you never know.
I will put up a disclaimer: It's technically not safe to eat cookie dough, due to the raw egg. But I like to live on the edge. Cookie Dough is about as daring as I get.
So now that I am home most days, I find myself making cookies often. What are my excuses?
"I'm sure my husband could use a treat tonight after a hard days work..."
Or, "We'll be having guests tonight...or tomorrow...or this week...hey honey, how about we invite some people over tomorrow night..."
Or, "I should make some treats for my husband to bring to school to share in the teachers lounge..."
And some days, I just admit to myself,
"I need me some cookie dough."
Have a good week! I hear it will be a good one to bake some cookies...