Not my best day
Yesterday wasn't my best day. It was far from my worst, but it was a not-quite-right day, a day of miscommunication, a dog on Prednisone, and lack of sleep.
My CSA farmer drops off boxes of produce at a local restaurant each Wednesday, and my friend Cathy or I (we're splitting a share) swing by for pick up late in the afternoon. I thought she was getting the box yesterday. She thought I was picking it up. Oops. It's probably still there, but my plan to have grilled vegetables for dinner fell to the wayside.
I returned home to give my dog steroids and lots of Benadryl — looks like Gussie's allergies are getting worse — and decided a little baking therapy would help turn things around. I love the clink of measuring spoons and the feeling of accomplishment I get when freshly baked cookies emerge from the oven. Too bad last night's cookies didn't turn out so well.
I've been eager to use the dried lavender flowers my friend CB brought me the last time she visited. Lavender is heady, perfume-like — it reeks of summer. Since summer officially began June 21, why not try to celebrate (this is not my favorite season) and bake something with a seasonal vibe? After combing through numerous cookbooks, I settled on a lavender cookie recipe in The King Arthur Flour Cookie Companion. It was quick, simple, and I could easily make minor adjustments without doing damage. I thought lavender would be enhanced by lemon, so I left out the vanilla extract and added a little over a teaspoon of freshly minced lemon zest.
Lavender and lemon were not the problem — it was the sugar. The cookies are too sweet, at least for my palate. I planned to take the bulk of the cookies to work (trying to cut back my calorie intake these days) but after trying one, I'm not comfortable sharing them with anyone. The sugar lingers in your mouth, rather than the flavor. It coats your teeth. Ick.
So I have a new project: to develop or find a lavender-lemon cookie recipe worth sharing. Instinct tells me to try a shortbread. Wish me luck!