fandomhigh | Baking Workshop 8/7, Monday Morning

Entry tags:

cooking

Baking Workshop 8/7, Monday Morning

"Good morning," Piper says as the students arrive. She points out the plate on the counter. "You're going to make chocolate snickerdoodles today."

"The only extra ingredient in these is cocoa. Really," she adds as she hands them a list of instructions. "Feel free to ask questions if you have any."

Equipment Needed

Mixing Bowl

Measuring Cups

Measuring Spoons

Baking Sheets

Spatula

Ingredients

2 teaspoons ground cinnamon

1 1/2 cup sugar

1/2 cup butter, softened

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

2 eggs

2 cups flour

3/4 cup cocoa

1 teaspoon cream of tartar

1/2 teaspoon baking soda

1/4 teaspoon salt

2 tablespoons sugar

Instructions

Preheat oven to 400F

Combine sugar, butter, vanilla and eggs.

Mix well.

Stir in cocoa, cream of tartar, baking soda and salt.

Blend well.

Shape dough into 1 inch balls.

Combine 2 tablespoons sugar and 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon.

Roll dough in sugar/cinnamon mixture and place 2 inches apart on ungreased baking sheets.

Bake 8 to 10 minutes, or until set.

Immediately remove from cookie sheets.

[ingredients and instructions from here]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Easy enough," Sakurazaki grinned a little. "Looks like I've got good timing, jumping in at the halfway mark."

"Yup," he chuckled. "Just gotta mix it, roll the dough up and then bake it. Pretty much like the first time we made cookies; they're always simple to make but not any less yummy."

"Yeah. It's all really quite simple, isn't it?" There's a sort of distance in her voice as she starts mixing things together. "Hard to think that just yesterday, I was still in Japan, and now I'm back here, making cookies, like before..."

"I kind of felt the same way myself when I went home that one weekend," Alphonse said. "I missed home a lot, but it felt kind of strange at first as well." He figured this might be a good time to set the oven on, so-- with careful precsision, he still wasn't entirely sure that he wouldn't blow the thing sky high-- that's what he did.

Sakurazaki smiled a little lightly, continuing to mix a little while looking over the instructions again. "Good to know it's not just me being weird about thing some more."

She paused, blinking at the instructions, obviously suddenly struck with confusion. "Um," she turned pink before asking. "What's the difference between 'mix' and 'blend'?"

"Nah, I'm sure most people would feel that way," Alphonse replied. He looked over Sakurazaki's shoulder, lifting an eyebrow. "Umm..." He paused, trying to find an answer to her question, but found out not long after he wasn't exactly an expert in baking terminology. "I'm... not really sure? I guess they're the same thing..."

Sakurazaki's head tilted slightly. "I was thinking that, too, but I wasn't sure. Thought maybe it was a slip in my English. I mean, why not just use mix for both?" She shrugged, forging forward with her mixing and/or blending.

"Perhaps whoever wrote this recipie didn't want to be repetitive with their words?" Hey, it was logic Alphonse could go by. After everything he's read, there sure were some strange writers out there. "It's going to end up in the batter one way or another, I suppose."

Sakurazaki nodded again, then brandished a small smile. "And it looks like I've got it there now."

Once Sakurazaki was finished mixing everything into dough, Alphonse was about to start rolling them into balls as instructed until he remembered-- "Ah! Tradition."-- then broke off a small piece and popped it into his mouth with a grin.

Although she shook her head dismally, Sakurazaki grinned a little. "I swear, the day when you get sick after doing that, I am not going to hesitate to say //I told you so.//" She said it in Japanese for effect.

"But I'm not going to," Alphonse laughed, rolling up a few dough balls. "'Sides, I don't even know what you just said."

Smiling, Sakurazaki started to roll up a bit of the dough as well. "I said 'I told you so,' so we'll just see."

"I told you, I do it all the time," Alphonse grinned again, continuing to roll up the dough and place the balls on the baking sheet. "I won't get sick off of it, promise."

Sakurazaki considered him with a thoughtful grin for a moment, then the dough, and then Alphonse again. It was almost as if she was thinking about trying it herself, but she only laughed and rolling up another ball, continued just plopping them down on the sheet. Just her luck, she would try it and get terribly sick.

"Lucky us, this doesn't take very long to bake, either," Alphonse reminded once he plopped his last ball of dough on the sheet.

Sakurazaki took another look at the instructions. "Only eight to ten minutes, huh?" She smirked. "May as well just keep eating them raw like that."

"As much as I'd love to, that would defeat the purpose of this class," Alphonse pointed out, grinning. "Even if I do like the dough, I like the finished product better."

"Yeah." She smiled lightly. "I don't think I've ever even heard of these things before today. Hope they turn out well. But, when I work with you, they always do."

"Hey, I'm no cook, you could do perfectly fine without me," Alphonse said. "Anyway, they're like cookies, and really good ~~especially when made with people~~."

Sakurazaki nodded, opening up the oven for Alphonse to slide the cookie sheet in, and then closing it up behind them. Sighing, she leaned against the counter, arms crossing in front of her, and prepared herself to wait. Realizing that she was only minutely enjoying herself (when she usually greatly enjoyed this class), she felt like those eight to ten minutes were going to be a long time.

She wondered why she felt so...blech. How much of this past weekend, this past week, really effected her that much? She sighed again, turning to Alphonse. "It's not really that obvious, is it? The scar?"

Alphonse began to collect a few of the bowls and other assorted tools they used while mixing and measuring, but paused at her question. "You mean, the one on your cheek? It doesn't exactly stick out like a sore thumb, but it's not very unnoticeable, either..."

Sakurazaki followed Alphonse's silent cue and started to clean up the area as well. "That's good." She started wiping some spilled baking soda up with a wet cloth. "Ojou-sama wasn't quite able to heal it up like some of my other wounds because there were so many others that needed her attention. I just worry that people might ask about it, I guess."

"Well, some might," Alphonse said. "I guess a vague something rather than nothing will be better, though. Maybe not too many will inquire."

"I hope not," Sakurazaki let a small grin slide. "I'm actually not quite too sure how much of my scary-warrior reputation has successfully been carried over from Mahora to here, but probably enough that most people will be able to put two and two together and just assume their own vague sort of answer, right?"

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake

Re: Bake