Another Brentism

Tonight after roundtable, I came in and found cookie dough in a bowl on the counter and cookies waiting to be baked on a cookie sheet. Hmmmmmmm, wonder what kind of cookie dough that is (I do prefer cookie dough over baked cookies). So of course, (and wouldn't you), I get out a spoon (ok if Mom weren't standing there I would just grab a handful) to taste the dough. Hmmmm, I comment to Mom, "It tastes like some kind of hybrid! Can't tell what kind it is!" "Hmmmm," Mom replies, "It's peanut butter cookie dough with chocolate chips, hybrid, eh??"

Orange Chocolate Truffle Krispies

I've been known to stay up late reading, watching movies, or playing computer games and then longing to sleep in. Sometimes, I am awakened before I'm ready to get up as evidenced by my breakfast the other morning. I poured a big bowl of Kellogs Cocoa Krispies. Instead of pouring milk onto my cereal, I sleepily poured part of my glass of OJ into my bowl of Krispies. HMMMMM! Not exactly what I really wanted! After pouring off as much OJ as possible into the sink, I sat down and added milk to my bowl and consumed! Hmmmm - will I do that again? Probably!

YUMMY! And no cement mixer needed.

I just got home from a meeting and Mom told me that I could try one of the warm chocolate melting cakes she had experimented making for dinner. Mom said they were overcooked and not as good as on the cruise. So, I went down to eat mine. I don't know what Mom was talking about. It was delicious. So chocolatey and fudgey! Yummy!

So, after enjoying one, I asked her why she thought it wasn't so good. She looked at me funny and said it wasn't fudgey. I said that mine was, and it was great. That's when she figured out I had eatened an unbaked one sitting in the refrigerator! Oh well, it sure was good.