A few months ago, I bought some cookie mix with full intention to let Xan try his hands on the process of making one of his favourite snacks. I would have made them from scratch but who am I kidding? I’m horrible at measuring ingredients even with a digital scale and an assortment of measuring tools in the kitchen drawers. Instant cookie mixes are my party lifesavers and during the 20 mins of mixing and sweating, I felt almost marthastewarty. Note that I said “months” because as usual, I procrastinated until 1 day before the package was due to expire.
When I told Xan I was going to make some cookies that night, he decided (for me) that HE will make them for his teachers and friends in school. Extra large ones for the 2 special teachers. Ok lorrr… Since I had a big bag of M&Ms waiting to be expired, I decided there is no time like the present to use them for the special project. Xan had a lot of fun decorating the cookies but the OCD side of me that always appear when I cook/bake was threatening to poke its ugly head out whenever Xan poked the M&Ms the wrong way. Don’t ask me how, just know that any way that is not my way is the wrong way. I managed to kicked the OCD monster aside and just let him do his thing. Heng ah.
I am happy to report that there were no feedback from teachers about upset stomachs or food poisoning in the following days. Then again it was a Friday. Even if there were any such cases everyone would have recovered by then. Whee!
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