well, that was odd...

Perhaps it is the tea, coffee, winter or whatever...
maybe one of you knows what it could possibly signify that in one week my dreams were as follows. I dreamed that I saved an airport from a bomb, that was cleverly disguised as a little child's doll, which then successfully got me shot in the leg by the terrorist; and I did not go to the emergency room because it was near the first of the year and I was not certain that our new health care plan would cover an I have been shot in the leg from saving an entire airport from a bomb visit. The next night, in my dream, my mom and I were driving a Government vehicle to New York City because we were craving Indian food and our favorite Indian restaurant is in New York City. (going to NYC just for dinner sounds reasonable. Have you ever been to Bukhara?) Now the Government vehicle actually drove itself, I just had to stay in the driver's seat. Mom warned me that there were certain rules that we must obey or the government would know and the vehicle would steer off course. In a fit of rebellion, I grabbed the wheel, peeled off course, and ended up in a Sam's Club parking lot (perhaps this was the punishment) with my mom shaking her head saying, "You should have obeyed the rules. They were designed for us with liberty and justice for all..."
And it gets even more surreal. The most recent dream absurdity was that I took my 14 year old dog, Myrtle, to a consignment shop! and traded! her! in! on! a! purse!!!

I later went back to the consignment shop with my sister, and saw Myrtle lying on her dog bed with a handwritten price tag hanging from her collar that said $1. $1!!! I went ballistic in the shop. How could they think of selling the most perfect dog in the world for only $1! At which point they reminded me that I was the one that traded her in for a purse!!! I scooped her in my arms, apologizing profusely for obviously losing my mind, threw the stupid old purse on the counter and promptly left the shop...
Now, do tell me readers, what do you make of all of that?
Surprisingly, I feel rested and relatively clear headed. Clear headed enough to add the new recipe link over there to the left, and for a few new things to be born in the cubbyhole kitchen this weekend: a goat's mozzarella pizza topped with Spinach with Carmelized onions, green split pea soup with shallots and chopped spinach, and a chocolate chunk spiced whole wheat cookie. One of Soup Spoon's commenters mentioned that they try to use whole wheat flour instead of all purpose flour. (hello out there to you) With you in mind I made a batch of, honestly my new favorite, chocolate chunk cookies. The nuttiness of the whole wheat plays beautifully off of the ginger and cinnamon creating a deep chewy cookie that is no where near the dense mud huts that I think of when I think of old school whole wheat cookies. The recipe balances the all-purpose with the whole wheat as a first step for those who are trying to convert to whole grains. These are just a great little cookie.

Chocolate Chunk Spiced Whole Wheat Cookies makes 30
1 cup unsalted butter, softened
½ cup brown sugar
¾ cup white sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
½ teaspoon salt
2 eggs
1 cup all purpose flour
1 cup whole wheat flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground ginger
1/8 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes or ¼ if you like a little kick
1, 3 oz dark chocolate bar, chopped

1.  cream butter and sugars. add vanilla and salt. beat in eggs
2. mix in dry ingredients. add chocolate chunks
3. bake at 375 for 11 minutes

I did not even mention the fact that in my dream I suggested a counselor to the terrorist that shot me in the leg... and in the dream with my mom, she was wearing an amazing Little House on the Prairie style dress...
about my dreams, and the cookies, I would love to hear your take on them.

p.s. I would never ever ever consider taking my dog to a consignment shop.

Comments

[Jen]

What a fun v21 cafe date yesterday! :)

[L*Joy]

Jen
i completely agree!
schlepping donuts reached infinite new heights.
L*Joy

[Amy]

you are crazy.

i recently dreamed that my fish, the Bandit, got very sick and i took him to Duke where they were going to do research on his illness. i was carrying him in a sandwich baggy down the twisty ramp of the parking garage when i realized there was a hole in the bag, and just as i went to close the hole, he slipped out and plummeted 9 floors below. when i got to him, he was limp and folded in half. it was very sad. i woke up tasting pennies.

:)

you are not the only crazy one.

[L*Joy]

Amy
how comforting it is to be in craziness with someone as cool as you.
poor Bandit
L*Joy

[Riley]

These cookies are my next recipe to try. ymmm

[L*Joy]

dad
give it a whirl, and remember my freezer trick for the dough... that way you could stretch the batch over weeks instead of days :)
i am anxious to hear how it goes
L*Joy