After I had spent the best part of the morning corrupting young minds, I decided that it would be a fabulous idea to dedicate some of my precious time to the art of improving my (already phenomenal) kitchen abilities. I found that I was somehow in the mood for cookies, so I went to get my magic(k)al Förmchen box...
Because mere chocolate cookies would have been far too ... umm, obvious ... I threw in some nuts for good measure ... and that special element of surprise. As it is tradition here around this time of year, I followed an ancient recipe, which was handed down from generation to generation, passed on from one gothic housewife to the next ... and it must NEVER - under no circumstances - be revealed to the public!
Here is what you need:
Then you've got to work it ...
The next step is always extremely complicated (and generally degrading) ... and it did therefore require my full and undivided attention ... - which is why I couldn't possibly operate my very expensive camera at the same time. However, because I have years of practise, I was eventually able to produce this:
Being a perfectionist ... (which you've got to be with a face like this!) ... I went for another round...
... and then, in the blink of an eye, voilà:
Naturally, they taste exactly the way they look. THAT, my dear readers, is what true ART is all about! I am in such a generous mood now, that I might go and distribute them among the children next door. They're such lovely children. They deserve a treat. Maybe I'll also bring this funny tool along, which I found in my Förmchen box:
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"Hey, kids ... - I've got cookies!"
They can't tell the difference anyway.
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