Now, I know you won't understand how estatic I was when I found bags of chocolate chips in my freezer, but it made me quite happy.
Poland stores, with their aisles overflowing in European chocolate, don't sell a single chocolate chip. I have tried to use their wonderful chocolate bars and create, you know, "chocolate chunk" recipes. But since it isn't baking chocolate, the chocate runs everywhere in a sticky mess. So, whenever possible I ask friends to bring me chocolate chips from America.
When John's nephews came for a visit in February, I sent them a list of things that they could fill their suitcases with if they had room. Of course, I included chocolate chips. I failed to tell them, though, that I was then using my last bag. I was indeed grateful for the two bags they brought, but I realized that it wouldn't last until furlough.
So, I began scouring my recipe books for cookie recipes, cakes, and things that don't take chocolate chips. In my opinion, a cookie just isn't quite a cookie unless it is dotted with chocolate. I resigned myself to making desserts like raisin drops, carrot cake, chess cake bars, peanut butter cookies, molasses crinkles, and snickerdoodles. I even found myself even enjoying the new discovered recipes.
But, the other day, you can't imagine my joy when I opened my freezer to find, yes, a whole stack of chocolate chip bags at the bottom of my freezer. Oh, wonderful!!! I can't think who brought them or when, but are they ever good.
First, I had to eat a whole handful just to make sure they were real. And now, I'm beginning to think about chocolate chip cookies, blond brownies, cheesecake brownie dessert, and all the other cookie recipes I have loaded with these magical chips that I can once again indulge in until summer.
Poland stores, with their aisles overflowing in European chocolate, don't sell a single chocolate chip. I have tried to use their wonderful chocolate bars and create, you know, "chocolate chunk" recipes. But since it isn't baking chocolate, the chocate runs everywhere in a sticky mess. So, whenever possible I ask friends to bring me chocolate chips from America.
When John's nephews came for a visit in February, I sent them a list of things that they could fill their suitcases with if they had room. Of course, I included chocolate chips. I failed to tell them, though, that I was then using my last bag. I was indeed grateful for the two bags they brought, but I realized that it wouldn't last until furlough.
So, I began scouring my recipe books for cookie recipes, cakes, and things that don't take chocolate chips. In my opinion, a cookie just isn't quite a cookie unless it is dotted with chocolate. I resigned myself to making desserts like raisin drops, carrot cake, chess cake bars, peanut butter cookies, molasses crinkles, and snickerdoodles. I even found myself even enjoying the new discovered recipes.
But, the other day, you can't imagine my joy when I opened my freezer to find, yes, a whole stack of chocolate chip bags at the bottom of my freezer. Oh, wonderful!!! I can't think who brought them or when, but are they ever good.
First, I had to eat a whole handful just to make sure they were real. And now, I'm beginning to think about chocolate chip cookies, blond brownies, cheesecake brownie dessert, and all the other cookie recipes I have loaded with these magical chips that I can once again indulge in until summer.
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