I’m so excited to introduce today’s fantabulously fierce guest blogger today, Nancy from Gotta Get Baked!
Have you guys met Nancy? I can’t believe it’s been a scant 2 months since I first found her amazing, witty, stitch-in-my-side-hilarious blog, but after we had dinner in Vancouver two months ago we both became quickly convinced of our past-life status as clones. With me as the slightly less brilliant and profound clone.
You’ll see what I mean when you read the following guest post–I relished every word of her crisp, clear writing voice, and she’s humorous to boot. So without further ado, folks: here she is!
Update: In her main post, Nancy mentions the Isla Vista shootings and violence–against women, in particular–that relate in some ways to the post below, though she wrote it well before the tragic events on Friday. I’d like to send my prayers to those whose lives have been changed by the tragedy, and plead with you all to remain vigilant, compassionate, and above all, safe.
Hi everyone, I’m Nancy of gotta get baked. Ala ‘n I have been having a little lady love affair lately, singing each other’s praises and appearing (probably far too often) on each other’s blogs. What can I say? I’m a ridiculously easy person to love.
Blogging has made me braver and bolder. I’m a naturally suspicious person, believing that everyone is dastardly and evil until they prove me wrong. I was always “that girl” at the club (back in my clubbing days when I was young and beautiful). My friends would be dancing and having a good time and I’d be the one with my arms crossed, glaring at the men who would dare to start grinding against us in the hopes they’d get lucky because seriously dude, a) don’t fucking touch me cause I don’t know you from Adam and b) don’t even think about going near any of our drinks, you roofie-toting-scumbag! I ride transit with my bag clutched to my chest because everyone is a pickpocket. I don’t want to sell my shit on craigslist because with my luck, I’ll be murdered, dismembered and I STILL wouldn’t have gotten rid of whatever crap I’m trying to sell.
I’ve gone straight up crazy. When I first started blogging, I didn’t use my real name anywhere. Any photos I’d post of me would have my face hidden behind giant sunglasses, a glass of wine or those computer generated swirls. Fast forward a year and I’ve created a Google+ account using my real name. MY REAL NAME, people! I got business cards printed with my real name on it. I talk about where I live and my profession, meaning it’s damn easy to hunt me down.
I’ve also started meeting complete strangers on my own in dark, far off places. Case in point – Ala (if that’s even her real name!) commented on one of my recent posts and then proceeded to tell me she was coming to Vancouver for a “conference”. We then made plans to meet up. I don’t know who was more stupid – me for picking her up at UBC on a Friday night (it was like a ghost town) and inviting her into my car, or Ala for agreeing to climb into my SUV with blacked out windows in a strange city where no one knows where she is or what she’s doing. Thankfully, it all ended well and I can say that we’re both still alive I’ve made a new friend for life.
After dinner, as we were climbing back into my car, I turned to her and said, very seriously, “I don’t mean to scare you but…” at which point her face turned white and she was sure that I was going to tell her I had bodies in the trunk, with which she would soon be joining. I was tempted but figured I’d give the girl a break.
The moral of the story is: be smart, be aware, but also be open to all the wonderful people there are in the world. You never know who you’re going to connect with and if you give yourself and others a chance, something fabulous can happen.
Speaking of fabulous, the recipe I’m sharing with you today is the best cookie I’ve ever made (bold words, I know, but here me out!). They’re super soft, chewy, caramel-y with a hint of rum and filled with chocolate and chopped up Turtles. Divine.
Brown Sugar Turtles Cookies (adapted from Two Peas and Their Pod)
- 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
- 2 tsp baking soda
- 2 tsp cornstarch
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1/4 tsp ground cinnamon
- 3/4 cup unsalted butter, at room temp
- 1 cup packed brown sugar
- 1 large egg, at room temp
- 1 tsp vanilla extract
- 2 tsp rum extract (optional)
- 1/2 cup chocolate chips
- 1 ½ cups chopped up Turtles (or a similar chewy-nutty-chocolate)
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Line a large baking sheet with parchment paper.
- In a medium bowl, whisk together flour, baking soda, cornstarch, salt, and cinnamon.
- Place butter and brown sugar in the bowl of an electric stand mixer. Beat on medium speed until light and fluffy, about 3-5 minutes. Turn off the mixer and scrape down the sides of the bowl. Add the egg, vanilla and rum extract. Mix on medium speed until combined.
- Add the dry ingredients slowly, mixing only until just combined. Stir in the chocolate chips and the chopped up Turtles.
- Using an ice cream scoop (I like my cookies big), form balls of cookie dough. Place 6 of the balls onto the prepared cookie sheet, evenly spaced apart at least two inches. Bake cookies for 10 to 12 minutes, or until lightly browned around the edges. Seriously - do not over bake. It’s better to err on the side of underbaked because the cookies continue baking after they leave the oven and you want the insides to be gooey and soft. Remove from the oven. If you use an ice cream scoop like I did, the cookies won’t flatten much. Using the back of a spoon, tap the tops of the cookies until they flatten a bit. Cool on the pan for 2 minutes then transfer to a cooling rack to cool completely.
Eat and enjoy! I certainly did – in fact, I couldn’t stop devouring them. The rum tastes amazing (because obviously, rum), the caramel and pecans in the Turtles are wonderfully chewy, giving the cookies a fabulous textural contrast. It just all works together, like magic.
Thanks so much to Ala for having me here in her beautiful space!
Haha! Didn’t you love that or what? As an important safety side note, I’d like to add that it’s always a really good idea to lay out your safety steps before meeting anyone for the first time, blogger or otherwise. I always contact at least five (yep, count ’em–five) friends and let them know a) where I’m going, b) who I’m going with, and c) when I return a call letting them know I’m back safely before meeting a new face. Then I call them back pronto at the time I’ve assigned, so they know that they don’t need to call the SWAT team.
Sound extreme? Maybe. But as Nancy pointed out, we are a paranoid pair, and it really never hurts to be safe! It makes being open to meeting new folks that much more enjoyable, and I wouldn’t have missed meeting Nancy for the world.
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