O, the pleasures of....Cookie Dough!

Cookie dough or cake batter! 

It is just one of those things I am drawn towards!  My mom used to eat chocolate-cake-batter mix from a box while she was pregnant with me.  Just add 2 eggs, a half of cup of oil to chocolate cake mix in a bowl....grab a large wooden spoon and some milk to go with it!  What a perfect ending to a pregnant day!  

I also carried on the cake batter or cookie dough tradition while I was pregnant!  While Erik was deep under the heart of the ocean in a submarine during his Navy years...I was baking in the kitchen.  The only problem was that I never got to the baking part!  I mixed all the ingredients together and kept the oven pre-heating while I enjoyed the batter!   The oven just got hotter, and I just kept sampling... until there was none left to bake!  I used to sit with a large glass of cold milk and eat the perfect combination of chocolate chips with creamy butter, sugar and flour!  I had it down to a science!  I didn't need to follow any cookie recipes!  I had a mental note embedded in my brain!  In fact I carried the pregnant/cookie dough tradition on with each child that I carried! 

In our  homeschooling years, my older sister set out to find the "perfect chocolate chip cookie recipe"!  I have to say the most fun about finding the perfect cookie was sampling ALL the dough!  If the dough wasn't fabulous...I tossed out the recipe!  I think us three sisters  decided that the family who carried the best cookie was a family in our church who had four little darlings.  We  babysat their kids lots of weekends!  We LOVED baby sitting these toe-heads, because they were adorable, not to mention there mama always had a cookie jar filled with her amazing chocolate chip cookies!  She must have known they were the highlight of our day!  She was so good about making sure we had plenty to eat!  God bless her for pouring out such love to us girls! 

When I think of cookie dough, I can't help but be flooded with happy memories!  It represents a sweet treat after a hard day at public high-school, it represents fellowship with my sisters, it represents the days I carried my little babies in my tummy. It's a comfort food that will always be close to my heart! I think perhaps everybody has a "food item" that triggers a flood of emotions and happiness.  Maybe it's a diet coke or candy car, or cup of soup.  I know that cookie-dough isn't a healthy-good-for-me snack that  an aerobics instructor should be eating!  But it sure is good for my soul!  It is a friend that never let's me down!

So as I think about cookie dough, I ponder something else....Why is it that I love cookie dough more than the cookies a day later?  It just is.  There is no great explanation.  It simply is!  Icecream companies have learned of this truth!  Now there is cookie dough icrecream!  Sometimes things are better raw!

I hope to be like cookie dough someday!   I hope to be a "cookie dough mother", who brings comfort to her babies after a hard day.  A "cookie dough" wife ,who comes alongside to be my hubby's companion and friend! A "cookie dough sister" who makes special memories that bring joy and friendship!  A "cookie dough daughter" who brings a smile to my parents face.  A "cookie dough friend" that is there to give hugs and encouragement when needed. I know it sounds silly.  If only I could pour out love on others like cookie dough!