It's chilly here in Florida...50's right now, 40's during the night. It's a wonderful change from the super, super hot summer we had where I thought I would melt.
An interesting side effect of the colder weather -- I want to bake. I want to fill the house with yummy smells and pretty pies and breads. Never mind that I eat none of the former, and little of the latter. I still want to bake. And someone will eat it!
So tonight, I am going to bake....maybe cookies....I think I have everything I need for luscious buttery cookies....
Flour....
Sugar.....
Vanilla....
Sea salt....
Butter....
And a pinch of baking soda....
And maybe just a hint of cinnamon....
The whole house will smell like winter, like holidays, like family.
What better medicine for stress and worry than the smell of a freshly baked cookie? What greater yet simple joy than taking one, so very hot, right from the baking sheet, and tossing it hand to hand until it's just barely cool enough to bite into....
Tonight, we are baking!
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