I'm reviewing this ad that I found while looking for inspiration on Google Images. I had searched for "phonetic spelling", but it's turning out to be a Tati's Kitchen kind of story.
My phonetic spelling query was superceded by a need: hunger. This was the kind of hunger that could only be fought with sweets. Hankerings, cravings, munchies, jonesing, it don't matter what you call it - we needed cookie dough.
I admit I've always been the one to stick my finger in the cookie dough when the adult's backs were turned. But this spelling evening I thought I'd rather be safe than sorry, so I gave myself the dilemma of making cooked egg cookie dough.
I was pleased with the following recipe that I was divinely infused with:
Cookie Dough Mousse Serves 10
1) Melt 1 cup butter, 1 cup brown sugar, and 1/2 cup raw sugar. When melted and mixed to homogeneity, take off heat and whisk in two eggs, one at a time. Let me repeat: 1 AT A TIME. After each time vigorously and promptly whisking them in.
2) Whisk in 1 tsp vanilla [or alternatively any other liquor flavor you wish, but if you add a liquer, make it 2tsp]
3) Stir in 3 cups gluten-free baking mix (I used Pamela's Products) or substitute same amount of desired flour.
4) Stir in 1 cup chocolate chips and serve!
(alternatively, could stir in and then chill dough and serve once chilled)
So there I was, still longing to read about schwas, eating airy and rich cookie dough and I thought, "Bone app YOUR teat, Monte Carlo, this cookie dough is delicious".
Reference: http://gawker.com/5294065/monte-carlo-welcomes-illiterate-savages
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