"A Funny thing Happenedon The Way."

With Bob away, this morning I endeavored to make a new recipe my sister shared for coconut macaroons.

I do what I always do when baking, first prepped the ingredients. It calls for egg whites to be whipped.  I pulled out my mixer and when I tried turning it on, it didn’t work so I thought the outlet was dead so I tried another plug close by and still nothing. I pulled out another utensil and went to a plug far away and it worked so I moved the egg white mixture close to the plug that worked and mixed.  By this time I added the coconut and two other ingredients to my Kitchen Aid mixer. I turned it on to mix t and nothing.  Now I remembered Donna putting away an extension cord so I find this and try plugging it in to the good outlet.  But I find that the other end of the plug cannot accept a 3-prong plug.   I contemplate moving the kitchen Aid close to the good plug but this is not an option because it is too heavy.  So I do what any sane American girl would do in my situation – I call Bobby in Taos.  He helps me and I got the first batch baking and thinking to myself, whew!  No more drama. But not so fast I smell something burning and the cookies are baking too fast I realize I have the oven at 425 and it’s supposed to be 325.

So only one batch is ruined.  The moral of the story, “”don’t count your cookies before they’re batched.”