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shadowkatWork was irritating me. It was overcast, cool, and spitting rain outside, and I felt I deserved a cookie and a decafe cappucino, with unsweetened Almond-Milk. Plus it was a short walk - so exercise. (I can always justify buying a cookie with the exercise required to obtain said cookie.) The financial district is not good for my budget.
Make that two gluten-free freshly baked cookies from Insominia Cookies. Apparently they also deliver. And you can get the cookies with ice cream. I just got the cookies. They have a wide variety of regular cookies...apparently they only know how to bake gluten-free chocolate chip? (They had five different vegan cookies. )
I'm just grateful for the cookies. It's very hard to find fresh baked gluten free cookies. Okay, maybe not that hard? I've found four places to date in the financial district. And one near me at home. Still on the hunt for a croissant, but that may be impossible.
So far, Printemps is ahead by a nudge (although it's pricey), with Insomina a close second. Meredith's (the cheapest) is behind both, and I think I'd put Natural Way fourth. Haven't tried Funny Face yet - it also has one gluten-free type of cookie - chocolate chip. Natural Way at least branches out with Oatmeal Raisin. You'd think there would be more oatmeal cookies (which was my father's favorite cookie) but you'd be wrong. I used to make them with chocolate chips, because I don't like raisins that much. (Towards the end of his life, my father would eat any cookie. He couldn't drink, he couldn't smoke, so he ate cookies. Any cookie. Even imaginary cookies. No other desert would do, just, well cookies. Mother called him the cookie monster.)
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Oh, and last weekend, I finished another watercolor of a woman that I saw repeatedly on the subway. I added a kid to it. Mainly because I'm considering putting the watercolors together to tell the story of a little girl visiting her mother in the hospital and all the people she meets and sees on the subway that help her along the way. It may or may not happen. We'll see if I can do enough viable and presentable paintings first, then I'll write the little story, put together a sample photo book of them, and pitch the idea to Arts in Transit. I like the paintings, but alas, art like beauty and humor is in the eye of the beholder - so I'm not sure other folks will. Everybody is a critic, and my art leans more towards impressionistic than realism?
Off to make dinner.
Make that two gluten-free freshly baked cookies from Insominia Cookies. Apparently they also deliver. And you can get the cookies with ice cream. I just got the cookies. They have a wide variety of regular cookies...apparently they only know how to bake gluten-free chocolate chip? (They had five different vegan cookies. )
I'm just grateful for the cookies. It's very hard to find fresh baked gluten free cookies. Okay, maybe not that hard? I've found four places to date in the financial district. And one near me at home. Still on the hunt for a croissant, but that may be impossible.
So far, Printemps is ahead by a nudge (although it's pricey), with Insomina a close second. Meredith's (the cheapest) is behind both, and I think I'd put Natural Way fourth. Haven't tried Funny Face yet - it also has one gluten-free type of cookie - chocolate chip. Natural Way at least branches out with Oatmeal Raisin. You'd think there would be more oatmeal cookies (which was my father's favorite cookie) but you'd be wrong. I used to make them with chocolate chips, because I don't like raisins that much. (Towards the end of his life, my father would eat any cookie. He couldn't drink, he couldn't smoke, so he ate cookies. Any cookie. Even imaginary cookies. No other desert would do, just, well cookies. Mother called him the cookie monster.)
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Oh, and last weekend, I finished another watercolor of a woman that I saw repeatedly on the subway. I added a kid to it. Mainly because I'm considering putting the watercolors together to tell the story of a little girl visiting her mother in the hospital and all the people she meets and sees on the subway that help her along the way. It may or may not happen. We'll see if I can do enough viable and presentable paintings first, then I'll write the little story, put together a sample photo book of them, and pitch the idea to Arts in Transit. I like the paintings, but alas, art like beauty and humor is in the eye of the beholder - so I'm not sure other folks will. Everybody is a critic, and my art leans more towards impressionistic than realism?
Off to make dinner.
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Date: 2025-08-21 12:45 am (UTC)I used to bake great chocolate chip cookies - but this was prior to when I got diagnosed. My secret was I didn't use a lot of flour, and tended to use more brown sugar than white, also, went heavy on the vanilla, and combined butter and crisco. (Crisco is of course a big no-no now - and no one uses it, but it worked really well with pie crusts and cookies). Sometimes I'd cut the crisco and go with the butter. I never really knew what I did - since I just played with it. But my sister-in-law said they were the best she'd ever had and I should write down the recipe.
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Date: 2025-08-21 01:47 am (UTC)I've tried cc cookies with Crisco and I... didn't hate it (it would take a lot to make me hate a cc cookie), but I definitely prefer butter. (Wouldn't mind giving your recipe a shot, though.)
Brown sugar? Interesting....
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Date: 2025-08-21 12:49 pm (UTC)The recipe was a modified version of the old Nestle Chocolate Chip cookie recipe. I just slanted more towards brown sugar, lower on baking soda/salt, more vanilla, and combined the butter/crisco.
I can't make them now of course. But the crisco helps with sturdiness. In the 70s through 90s, crisco was okay. My best friend when I was 7 or 8 would mix the batter with her hands. Literally her hands. Cleaned off course, and form them with her hands. Making and baking cookies was a childhood joy.