Today was a cookie day. We started the day eating amazingly crisp yeasted sugar cookies that are going to be in the next book, paired with coffee for breakfast. Then we pulled out another yeasted dough to develop as we set out to shop for Amaya's cookies, macarons from The Painted Truffle at the Stockton Market. They are Amaya's favorite cookies in the whole world and every couple of weeks we trek up to the market to see what's new and get her some. I would like to say that we love them too but she is very posessive of her macarons and I have yet to even get a bite of one. I suppose I could buy my own but I think it works better if we're not fighting over them. Sometimes it's good for her to have her own special thing.
Despite the fact that it's a bit of a trip, about a thirty minute drive if traffic is good, it's no hardship to go up to the market. Some of our favorite food vendors reside in the building. Milk House Farm and Gravity Hill Farm both have ridiculously beautful produce. Matthew's charcuterie at Porcsalt is darned tasty and the pork chops from Purely Farm are delicious. Bobolink Dairy has an outpost there and we usually grab lunch from Mighty Quinn BBQ (the brisket and Texas chili are worth sitting down for) and Bret Cavanaugh's woodwork is some of the most beautiful stuff we've ever seen, and in this business we've seen a lot.
The beauty of working with yeast is that you can get the doughs ready in the morning and leave them to ferment during the day. By the time we got home it was time to start baking more cookies. These are also for the next book. They are made with coconut and Meyer lemon marmalade. If this seems like a tease, it is, but we promise you, these cookies are worth waiting for. They were a sweet ending to a very good day. Now if the Giants win this game it will be almost perfect. (Alex may think otherwise)
Years Past
January 15, 2005
