Doughmamma is excited to announce our upcoming one-year anniversary this Valentine’s Day. You can check out the very first post here. In honor of our first year of food blogging here and on the Huffington Post , we will be giving away an organic baking care-package to one lucky winner, announced March 1st. Please check back next week for official entry rules and details.
If you have been a loyal reader, you know how I feel about Valentine’s Day, rather blah. I think I may have been scarred as a single person and therefore, recovering from an acute form of PTSD. I no longer twitch when I see a Russell Stovers heart shaped chocolate box, though I still get a bit jittery when it’s time to choose the “right” pack of Valentine’s Day cards for my son’s class. Rome wasn’t built in a day, so I’m happy with the progress I’ve made.
Recently, I noticed, I may be turning a corner. This year, I’m all about the love. Banyan and I decorated cookies for his class and I even planned a romantic dinner for two for the hubby and me. Maybe I’m getting softer in my old age, or maybe I’m delirious from 10 months of interrupted sleep. Whichever the case, the spirit has got me, so hallelujah for me and my loved ones.
True confession, I hate cookies that require being rolled out. It’s messy and the dough is always difficult to work with and worst of all, the result is nothing spectacular. This dough recipe from the Kitchn however, is a very forgiving dough and actually tastes delicious. Even the re-rolled scraps didn’t get tough or dry. This recipe still requires you to make a mess of your kitchen, just do your best to let go, as cleanup will only take 15 minutes or less.
Banyan, who is quite the perfectionist and hates when people color outside the lines, enjoyed making a mess while decorating cookies. When I reminded him, “there is no such thing as a mistake when it comes to creating art,” he really let loose. We spent the time idly chatting and it was such a sweet moment. Someone told me the other day, we are only given 940 Saturdays between the time our child is born and the time they turn 18. This really hit me, as I’m almost through half my Saturdays with my little love-bug. As I tucked him into bed that evening, Banyan turned to me, hugged me tight and told me, “mom, I had the best day with you!.” Mammas, Pappas, Aunties or Friends, this activity is definitely worth the mess.
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