It occurred to me that I don't talk much or show, my failures. Failures are as much a part of cooking as successes.
Don't those look good? They are nice and golden and have a lovely glossy glow to them. These were "Orange Drops". The batter whipped up very quickly and tasted pretty good. I was making them to send to David to fulfill the food bet on the Iowa loss to Penn State. I have one batch of tried and true cookies made so I thought something new and different might be nice.
How are these an abject failure? They never "set". You could not pick up a whole cookie. It was impossible. They never hardened. I like soft cookies but there is usually a crust that keeps the cookie intact. When you tried to pick one of these up, it would crumble.
I have no idea what I did wrong. I followed the recipe exactly. It reminded me of my grandmother. She could bake these fantastic cakes and bars and desserts, but she could not, to save her soul, make chocolate chip cookies. I decided this wasn't a recipe worth saving, that I have so many that I want to try, I tossed it and will bake something else.
So, there you have it, a fail. It happens. I felt a twinge in tossing these as I'm tossing the money for the ingredients, but you can't have every recipe you try be a winner. Let's see what other things I have in the pile.
Beverage: English Breakfast tea