Been awhile since I wrote about the delicious pleasures of FOOD. Glorious food. Yum.
So, after standing for over 8 1/2 hours at work on Friday (and yes, I made a $13,000 sale - thank you very much) I walked in the front door to the fantastic aroma of COOKIES. YUM!
My 16-year-old son had been baking cookies all afternoon. Banana cookies, chocolate chip cookies, peanut butter cookies...oh delish. But after a couple of bites, I thought something tasted different. Not bad different. Just off different. I thought maybe he used more flour...or something. He said he did use more flour. Okay. Whatever. Give me more cookies.
Later, he came to me and asked me if I thought these two containers looked a lot alike:
I said, "Similar. Same size. Same lid. Why?"
He said, "Well, I didn't actually read the label first. And. Um. Yeah. I apparently used the Meringue Powder instead of Baking Powder."
Ha. Stinkin. Ha.
I thought they tasted "different." But not in a bad way.
I'll still eat them!! YUM!