Since I seem to have expended all my blogging energy, and no small amount of studying energy, composing my latest comment on the relative uselessness of theater, this entry will be short.
I made cookies. Imperial cookies to be exact; they're like vanilla wafers except instead of vanilla you use nutmeg. Here's a close-up of the final product:
I got the recipe from this page at Bartleby.com but only realized how annoying said recipe was once I'd already mixed the batter.
Here's a sane version:
Imperial Cookies
Mix until creamy, slowly adding in the sugar:
1/2 cup (1 stick) butter
1 cup sugar
Add to the above mixture:
2 eggs, already beaten
1 tablespoon milk
1 teaspoon lemon juice
Sift and combine with the other ingredients:
2 1/2 cups flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg
Either roll little balls of batter and press them flat between your hands, or if you're really fancy, use a rolling pin and a lightly floured cutting board. Cook at "moderate" heat, which for those of us with temperatures on our ovens appears to be around 350-375 degrees, and though they just guessed in the old days, you can leave the cookies in the oven for about 12 to 15 minutes. Makes a little over two dozen.
No rush, really: they don't seem to burn easily, they just get a little harder if they're in the oven too long, and it's hard to mess up a cookie so loaded with sugar and butter. Naturally this was my dinner, served fresh and brilliantly paired with a bologna sandwich on wheat bread with whip � la miracle.