why wy?

It's been an unhealthy weekend. We made chocolate chip cookies last night and had pancakes for breakfast. And they didn't explode or taste bad!

It was quite a readjustment, working with a gas oven (it has flames at the back) and getting butter to melt, forgetting that we are not back home, where melting is not a problem, getting stuff to stay cool is.

First mistake: Whisking the butter and sugar in a beeeg and shallow bowl. (But it was shiny and looked professional). Butter, sugar and expletives flew.

Second mistake: "what do you mean the thermometer is not working?'
We finally figured that it was the oven that was the problem, it didn't have a thermostat, so it just got hotter and hotter instead of maintaining an even temperature.

We made Hilary Clinton's recipe and - ironically or prophetically - we had everything else besides the cookies.

- 1 ambitious and impatient female
""Why is it taking so long for the butter to melt?"" Yes, on a night when it was raining as well.

- 1 male who appeared to do specific tasks (taking cookies out of the oven, shaking hands, kissing babies, sitting in an oval office)

- Catching the male with his hand in the cookie jar.
""Just sampling.'""
""Hmm... good... let me try another.""
And another. And another.


Unfortunately, they were out of stock of interns and cigars at the supermarket. I guess we won't be able to try Monica's tart recipe. *snigger*