Salted Double Chocolate Chunk Cookies and Bake Day

aka Happiness.

 Don't these look tasty?  Full of twenty ounces of chocolate, plenty of butter, flour, vanilla, butter, chocolate, and butter.  And sea salt.  And sprinkled with sea salt.  How come salt and chocolate go so well together?

When my sisters and I used to go to the Gingerbread House (day care!), we met two brothers who ate ketchup and mustard on everything.  Now, I eat ketchup on many food items.  I've been known to enjoy the occasional piece of toast topped with grape jelly and ketchup.  I've been accused of ruining a good steak with ketchup.  My favorite snack I remember from childhood (aside from Oreos, of course) was a ketchup, mustard, and sliced american cheese sandwich.  I'm no stranger to the world of ketchupmania.  However. These boys took it a little far.  They once claimed to put ketchup and mustard on...chocolate cake.

Gross.

But after tasting these cookies, with the chocolately goodness mingling with sea salt, I'm wondering if those boys were on to something?

Meh.  Maybe not.  If I'm going to cheat on my healthy lifestyle by eating a piece of cake, there's no way on God's green earth I'll going to risk ruining it by throwing ketchup on it.  No thanks.

 As I mentioned earlier, I spent seven hours of my life baking yesterday.

 And bake, I did.

 While I was baking, William was photographing cookies.  These particular cookies were intended Kitchen Sink Cookies; however, when my Kitchen Aid began making ungood noises while trying to mix the oatmeal into the thick, thick batter, I did a double check of the recipe.  Sure enough, that pesky butter eluded my eye the first go-around.  I was about to toss the batter in the garbage before I started over, when Wilberforce begged me to make it into cookies for him.  So I did.  They turned out delicious.

 I still made proper Kitchen Sink cookies.  With M&Ms, raisins, and chocolate chips.  Mmmmmmm.

I like to hunch up my shoulders while measuring flour.  

See?  It helps.

 Some people call these monster cookies.  I like "Kitchen Sink" better.  I also made Pumpkin Butterscotch Cookies, chocolate chip cookies, Oatmeal Butterscotch Cookies, Ginger Cookies, and of course, Salted Double Chocolate Chunk Cookies.

If you are a cookie lover, and live in my house, you are a happy camper today.

 However, if you are committed to a healthy lifestyle, and happened to have baked twenty-one dozen cookies in the past 36 hours, and are still able to smell the lingering scent of delicious cookies, you are a camper with a growling stomach.

Just saying.  Not that I know.

 I would like to pop these in the microwave right now, pour myself a glass of milk, and gobble them all up.

"C is for cookie.  Cookie is for me."

That was my text message to Wilberforce while I was baking cookies.  He was at work.  Not nice.

Okay, okay, okay.  No more cookie pictures today.

Now I'm hungry.