Oven, butter, sugar and lots of fun

My foray into the culinary world. At 2.15 am, my fingers still smell cookies and chocolate. I had another wonderful day! Today is the first time I baked cookies. I am the proud father of a few hundred cookies! Of course, I had a dozen other friends helping me conceive my ambrosial infants. This is the Somanassa effort. A trip planned for this december and perhaps next June.
Fly fly fly far away to Myammar, to the village of somanssa and to the adorable children there. So before the participants may glide away, they need funds. And the rest bake cookies and sell them for a sizeable profit.
No tuitions today. Woke up late as usual. Took my time to get to school. Besides that, I also took a cab. So with my own time and a cab, I arrived just in time for the inauguration of the first batch of cookies! A top secret chef recipe. A sabotage and an accidental chef. And plenty of good-for _everything- except- those- requiring- brains people. I added myself to their numbers.
So for the first hour, i stood there. occasionally I would hoot my part in a mass orgy of conversation. just to make my presence known to myself.
I watched the brown sugar go in. Then the white sugar. Then the baking powder. Then the butter. Beaten and walloped. This goes on and on. I get the gist of it. Maybe I can graduate first class with honours in economics. Home economics. Just a random thought.
The first batch was biscuits. true that we meant to bake cookies. But right before our eyes and within the radiating incalescence of the oven, our hardwork expanded and expanded. We could smell a burning whiff. Sniff sniff.. The edges of the cookies are turning black. Time for some experimentation to get the stuff back on the right track.
Surely we cannot present the whole class with brownies or buscuits when they had ordered cookies.
We varied the shape, the size, the temperature and even the duration of the cookies within the oven. While keeping the rest of the variables constant. Flops just keep turning up. Have you seen a flattened cookie? If not, someday I will get you one and stuff it up your ass.
Sorry for the aberration, just feel like giving the readers of my blog a harmless derision.
So back to my cookies. Someone theorized that adding flour would probably increase the toughness of the cookies. They were too soft and often empty within the middle. So we did.
An abitrary unit. Really funny! So many abitrary units were added. Back on the right track.
So we toiled and sweated. From 11am till 8pm! 500 cookies were brought into this world. Amen. Ahem..
So cookies aside, for somanassa at least, I still have the Yun nan trip cookies to make. Same concept. BUt different trip and a whole new set of fund raising programmes. I actually got a bit fainthearted while thinking of my commitments. Then the disquietude struck me when the thought link itself to the most probable outcome for my studies.
This week I was late for 2 days and absent for another. Cancelled tuition tomorrow for ruminatio,meditation, memorizing, muse, musing, pondering, questioning, reading and reasoning!
Wonder if the outcome would be as usual as I get distracted by the computer and television. Woolgathering again? Highly likely!
Someone was telling me about how interesting her blog is. Yawnz. I think reading someone's blog is as interesting as watching eggs hatch. Never came across any one who writes captivating enough for me to want to read his or her blog. Grow up. Or go collect stamps. Anything but waste your time filling up your blog space in order FOR OThErs to read.
Played pool on friday. Kena trashed. Seems like in med sch, I keep getting lambasted by others. nevermind! I enjoyed it!! Plenty of free lunch time nowadays! Don't know what to do with them. But my friends are finding newfangled ways to relinquishing our time. What do I do on friday afternoons? Overload myself with formalinhyde vapor! Inside the anatomy hall with our mort buddies. Sorry I severed a nerve this week. But Anat classes are really beneficial as I need not waste energy visualizing how muscles and bones police up. I can touch and explore and associate the muscle with the name! Gastrocnemius, vastus lateralis ? Boy, I am getting pedantic.
Next Monday: Judo
Next Tues: Sports Club/Union meeting at 7pm
Next Thurs : extra Judo training. WHo conducts? None other than your Prominence. Then YunNan Meeting!
Next fri: Should have been our fortnightly Karaoke sessions. But my medical centre has a BBQ! Miss army life!
Next Sat: No time for anything but tuition.
Next sun? fathom a guess?