Sunday, January 31, 2010
So yesterday, I thought Mom might like to make cookies because it has been a while since she made any and she really likes to make cookies. I thought maybe the coconut maple ones would be good. I got out the recipe for Mom and we looked at it together. I started gathering the ingredients and realized that we were out of maple extract and, of all things, flour. I had planned to go to the grocery anyway, so I told Mom I would get the flour and maple extract and be right back. The grocery is just down the hill. When I came back, she had a pile of recipe clippings spread everywhere, busily looking for something to make. I reminded her that she was going to make Maple Coconut cookies and pointed out the extract and the flour. But where was the recipe? I looked everywhere and finally found it neatly put away back in the cupboard. I got the recipe book back out and pointed the recipe out to her. All the ingredients were now on the counter as well as the recipe, so I thought it was safe to leave the kitchen for a bit. I went back to the computer to check my email. In about ten minutes, I walked back through the kitchen. My Mother was once again sitting at the table shuffling through the recipe clippings. "I thought you were going to make the Maple Coconut cookies", I said. "Do we have all the stuff?" my Mother asks. I took a deep breath. " Yes," I said, "remember I got the stuff we needed at the store." "Where is the recipe," she asks. Where is the recipe? Back in the cupboard once again. It was an exhausting process, but we finally got cookies. I took to my bed.