She woke up early and showered. Put on a face – a bit of kohl for her eyes and rouge for her lips. She donned her clothes, and slipped on her black cap toe flats. And upon turning the doorknob, she realized she had no where to go.
Soft Pumpkin Cookies
Source: Honey & Butter
These little moist pillows of pumpkin are the perfect harbinger of autumn. They are cute vehicles for a tangy cream cheese frosting, and every little bite brings joy and smiles to the eater. You can use canned pumpkin or your own homemade pumpkin puree. If you’ve never used fresh pumpkin, I highly recommend it. There was a sale at Whole Foods last week and Steph and I stocked up. Our blog post with pictures and instructions to come. In the meantime, enjoy these beauties.
1 1/2 c flour
1 tbs cinnamon
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp kosher salt
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1/4 tsp ground nutmeg
1/4 tsp ground clove
1/2 c granulated sugar
1/2 c dark brown sugar
1/2 c canola or vegetable oil
1 1/2 cups chilled pumpkin puree (~15 oz canned pumpkin)
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
Your favorite Cream Cheese Frosting recipe
Preheat oven to 350*F.
In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, all the spices, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. In a different bowl, mix together the 2 sugars and oil, breaking up any lumps. Add the pumpkin puree and whisk to combine. Add the eggs and vanilla then whisk until evenly distributed.
Slowly add the dry ingredients to the wet and whisk until completely combined. Using a small cookie scoop, drop tablespoons of dough onto a lined baking sheet. Bake for 8-12 minutes (depending on oven), or just until set and a toothpick test comes out clean. The cookies should be firm (but not dry) and not wet/jiggly or sink. Remove from oven and allow to cool completely before frosting/sandwiching.
These look like rather moody fellows, no? So cute and bite-sized. I brought these into work, and they were well received. Helps make a Monday in the office a little less dreary.
Today, I am figuring out where to go. Much of the city and its people has lost its appeal, and I long for a sense of other purpose each weekend morning I wake up. For this reason, sometimes, I dread weekends. There is no work to be done, except the occasional laundry or mopping, etc. And there is no forced interaction, say with classmates or co-workers. So my weekends are spent daydreaming with Alfred, punctuated by short episodes in the kitchen. Occasionally, we’ll run into someone at the dog park, but otherwise, my weekends are spent counting down the months, the weeks, and the hours until my true purpose is made apparent. How do you spend your weekends?