|Chocolate chip cookies I made today.|
A MUCH better success than the
cookies 20+ years ago.
When I was 8, I was baking on my own. Yes, I had to get permission, but my mum and dad were there if I had a question or needed help. One time, I was baking chocolate chip cookies. I misread "1 cup sugar" for "1 cup of salt." When they were finished, I proudly brought the cookies to my dad to eat, at this point I had not yet tried them. After taking a bite, he immediately asked for a glass of milk, which I got. He ate TWO cookies. Then I had a cookie and ended up in tears because they were "yucky." My dad then had ANOTHER one. I thought, "My dad likes them." I'm assuming the rest of the cookies were thrown away, but I appreciate my dad encouraging me. He did not belittle me or make fun of me for messing up, but now we just laugh at that memory.