If I were to become a professional baker there would be three things I would eliminate immediately after becoming employed:
- hand mixers. I hate them, they have eaten my pinky on occasion.
- convection ovens, no one can never figure out the mother loving calculations. The instructions are 25394857 pages long, NO ONE ever reads the whole thing.
- ummm, wait, ummm, hand mixers, convection ovens, and….
Oh who cares?? It’s not like I’m running for president or anything! Mostly, I just run for fun, or to chase a 3 year old, or because I’m naked and running across a soccer field. (just kidding, I’ve never streaked…NO one needs to see that. I don’t even look down when I’m in the shower. It’s amazing I can even shave my legs, so far I have at least nine toes left.)
So I guess I will just have to settle for being a home baker. I’ll leave the big baking to the professionals. As an amateur baker, I can bake in my running clothes and the Cop and Captain will still eat it. It works swell that way.
So here it is folks, Batch 5 of my 30 batches.
To be honest, I got this recipe years ago online, and it made its way around the blogosphere then. I honestly don’t know the original source, but there is a super similar version that appeared in the Washington Post.
- 1.5 C flour
- .75 t baking soda
- .5 C Hershey’s Cocoa Powder
- 2 sticks melted and slightly cooled butter
- .75 C sugar
- .5 C brown sugar
- 2T hot water
- 2 t vanilla
- 1 C chocolate chips
- 2 C chocolate chips
- .75 cup crushed peppermint candy
Preheat oven to 350F.
Prepare Base: In a large bowl sift together dry ingredients and set aside. In a smaller bowl, mix butter, water, extract, and sugars. Add slowly to dry ingredients and add chocolate chips. Spread over 2, parchment lined, baking sheets in an 11″-8″ rectangle with a good sized border around it. THIS WILL SPREAD. Bake for approx 15 minutes, until top is dull and firm.
-Immediately after taking out of the oven, spread remaining chips over cookie base and smear to near the edges as it melts. Top with crushed candies. Let cool, break up. Eat.
Have you ever streaked?
-not even in the gym locker room.