Disaster Strikes

The view from my kitchen at 8:00 AM.

Apparently I’m just More Inspired to bake at that hour than any other.  So I set to work preparing the filling for a batch of Oreo Truffles that will be coming with me to an Ugly Christmas Sweater Party tonight and the dough for the nine dozen cookies I’m meant to be bringing to my department’s cookie exchange on Tuesday.

For the record, if you offer to organize a cookie exchange and assume that you will not have 100% participation, then The Universe will make sure that you have the highest level of participation that anyone has ever seen in a cookie exchange ever.

Because when 17 people are ready to swap-it-out, suddenly it seems more practical to exchange cookies by the half-dozen rather than the whole dozen.

Marcus doesn’t eat desserts (though apparently he is A Major Fan of cookie dough).  I am but one person.  17 half-dozens of cookies is pushing it ’round these parts.

My morning baking session?  Went off without a hitch.  I rolled truffles and dipped pretzels, chilled cookie dough and all was right with the world.

When we returned home from lunch, I got cracking on my exchange cookies.  Rolling balls, unwrapping mass amounts of miniature Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, preparing mini-muffin tins.

After pressing my dough into service and waiting the prescribed amount of time, I pulled my tins from the oven, and took them out to the garage to cool them down a bit.

Working with  Mother Nature.  It’s the Minnesotan way to get things done, you see?

I brought them in to “pry them from the pan with a knife” and discovered that something in the baking process had gone horribly, horribly wrong.

In an irreparable structural failure-sort of way.

As in, of the 84 cookies I baked (I still had a few dozen ready-to-go for tomorrow), THESE are my survivors.

Minus one.

In the spirit of Groundhog Day, I’ll be waking up to do it all over again (literally) tomorrow.

What is the biggest baking catastrophe you’ve ever experienced?

p.s. Be a Good Cookie Week is wrapping-up!  Check 0ut Mads’ Gingersnaps, Allison’s Christmas wish and An Island Mom’s Brownie Cookies!

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11 responses to “Disaster Strikes

  1. Oh no! Do you know how it happened?

    I don’t think I’ve ever had anything quite this bad happen, though I have had cakes crumble apart and cookies just plain not taste good. Better luck with the next round!

  2. Dang! So what happened?

    When I was a kid I was helping my dad make brownies, and instead of adding 1 teaspoon of salt, I added 1 cup! My dad and I had fun the rest of the day passing them out to people, and laughing at their reaction. Good times.

  3. I bake cookies rather frequently, so similar things have happened to me. More than once. I get jittery just thinking about it. Once, I had to make 300 cookies for an event, and for some reason, my normally reliable oatmeal chocolate chip kept coming out with little holes in them. It was freaky. So sorry you’re dealing with cookie problems when massive quantities are in order. You made me laugh with the comment about working with Mother Nature. Since I left Chicago for coastal Carolina years ago, I’d forgotten about that occasional convenience.

    Thanks for the mention, and best wishes with the cookies!

  4. Oh goodness, that is a lot of cookie baking! And that’s going to be a lot of cookies in the house.
    Those look like treasure cookies. Yum!

  5. Baking disasters – oh there have been plenty! Don’t fret – you’re still a rock star.
    1- frozen chicken that took 3 to roast
    2- forgetting tomatoes in a bolognese.
    3- falling royal frosting
    4- overflowed lasagna
    5- list goes on an on…

  6. Once when I was in high school, I made a batch of cookies but accidentally left out a whole cup of flour. They turned out flat and greasy. I added some flour and the rest of the batch were THE best cookies I have ever made. Still can’t figure out the magic proportion.

    Then, my aunt came to visit and was baking cookies. I told her my story and she said, “Now Marie, you should always read and re-read the recipe”…and promptly left out a whole cup of flour. 🙂

  7. The worst I’ve dealt with is funky tasting cookies or cakes, it’s best for everyone when I stick to Duncan Hines.

  8. I once took a bundt cake out of the oven before it was done. I unmolded it and it came free of the pan beautifully, but then proceeded to ooze across the counter. So I feel your pain with the cookie fail. Good luck with try #2!

  9. Oh where do I start:

    There were the cookies for your bp that ended up looking fuzzy. There were the cookies that turned out to be the size and shape tennis balls and one day I will tell you about the time I tried to bake a penis cake for my friend in my parents’ kitchen, it was a giant disaster best summarized by two words: “pink icing”

  10. I made those delightful peanut butter temptations this weekend, too. My mini muffin tin is non-stick, and they came out okay. Must be the pan?

    I love those things but the worst part is unwrapping all the candy and not eating any of it. I also made rolo filled chocolate cookies. My hands were numb from all the foil – no joke.

  11. Oh, no! I’ve had more kitchen catastrophes than I care to admit publicly. Most recently, I forgot about 2 sheets of biscotti that I left in the oven for, oh…an hour, while I went for a run. Thankfully, the smell of burning cookies wafted down to the treadmill area before I set the entire kitchen aflame.

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