AuburnChick's Adventures

This year, my church will be celebrating its 100-year anniversary.

Every month, the church is focusing on one decade, and church members are learning a lot about the people and newsworthy events that occurred during each respective decade.

It’s been a lot of fun thus far.

This month, the church celebrated the 1930’s, and on Sunday, the church held soccer and horseshoe games outside with a chocolate chip cookie contest inside.

Well, Rooster had read about the cookie contest several weeks ago, and he was determined to get me to bake some cookies.

You see, I have a recipe that will knock your socks off.

However, with all of my work and school assignments, I haven’t been doing much of anything related to pots, pans, and the stove.

Rooster was not about to be deterred, however, and he and the Mr. tootled right on down to Publix on Sunday after church.

That was after Rooster dug around in my pantry and refrigerator to determine what ingredients we needed.

I could have made it simple for him by telling him that we had nothing.

This kid has not shopped for anything in the last seven months…ever since I started teaching.

So, off they went…two males on a mission to buy cookie baking supplies.

Two text messages and three phone calls later, they returned home with enough baking goods to make a double batch.

I.

Was.

Thrilled.

Yeah.  I’m sure you can hear my sarcasm.

I can’t say that I blame them, though.  My cookies are out of this world.  They’re like Lays potato chips…you can’t stop at one.

So, I mixed up the dough…

It was a whole lot of dough.

It didn’t take long to smell them cooking, and there were smiles all around as I pulled the first pan from the oven…

Of course, I had to let them cool off a bit first…

Then, it was time to call in the taste testers.

It was a tough job, but someone had to do it…

Especially since I’m fasting from sugar.

Sigh.

I have to say that I gave serious thought to diving in too.  Rooster told me that I had earned the right.

But no, I stuck to the promise I’d made to myself and did not even lick my fingers when gooey chocolate from the melted chips got on my fingers.

That is willpower, people…true willpower that I can only attribute to the Lord’s power in my life.

Anyhoo…

After two or three cookies each, the Mr. and Rooster announced that the cookies had passed muster, so we put some in a fancy bowl…our makeshift cookie jar…and headed out.

It was Rooster’s intention to sway the judges (i.e., the pastors) with something pretty to look at first.

Alas, I didn’t win, though.  I had watched nervously as Tom, the church’s newest pastor, scrutinized my cookie.  It was like watching the trio of judges from the show Chopped.  I couldn’t tell if he liked it from my perch across the room.  I was actually relieved that he got to eat mine third, though, because I heard him say, by the end, that he was nearly nauseous from eating cookies.

heehee

Being a pastor comes with a lot of interesting job responsibilities, eh?

Anyhoo, the bottom line is that I didn’t win.

Yeah.  I think I mentioned that already.

It broke my heart, and I walked away in tears.

No.  I didn’t.  I’m just kidding.

The Mr. and Rooster assured me that my cookies were the best there.

If there had been an award for most unpretentious cookie, mine would have won it.

I had let the chocolate chips do the talking.

Either way, I’m glad that Rooster insisted I make those cookies.  Watching the guys’ faces light up every time they pop cookies in their mouths has been a pure delight.

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