Cookie Recipe
November 28th, 2009
These cookies are amazing. My friends go gaga for them. They’re so tasty and easy to make!
Mmmm, cookies
Ingredients
1. Preheat oven to 165c (That’s 330f, for those of you who still use ye olde system)
2. Sift the flour, baking soda, and salt into a bowl. This is so there’s no lumps in it, which makes it easier
3. Mix the melted butter, brown sugar, and caster sugar together, until it’s blended. Then add the vanilla essence and eggs, and blend all that until it’s a creamy mix. Actually, it looks kinda gross. Add the flour/baking soda/salt mixture to this, and stir it all together until it looks like actual cookie dough (and tastes it!). Throw the choc chips into this, and stir them through, so you don’t get fail cookies with like, three choc chips.
4. Spoon this onto a lined baking tray. I get about six to a tray, but as you can see, I make ginormous cookies.
5. Cook for about 15 minutes, or until the edges are a nice brown colour. Let them cool before moving them, or they’ll break apart
6. Enjoy. These things are like crack!
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