If you’ve grown up in a Midwestern town, you know it takes something monumental — colossal, gargantuan — to get a snow day called at the local university. So you can only imagine my surprise when, last night, nary a flake in sight, just inky indigo skies and moon-kissed clouds rolling through, I got The Text canceling classes and closing the school for today.
When I woke up at 5:15 this morning, I wondered if perhaps we’d been duped. It was still black and blue outside. So I went back to sleep. Around 7:30, I grabbed my glasses and peeked through the blinds. White. Blustery, drifting, blanketing white on the parking lot, the roads, the fields, and beyond.
And it’s still coming. Apparently there is freezing fog involved (whatever that is?), and I experienced my first Thundersnow from safe beneath the covers.
What’s a girl to do with a blessedly blizzardy day?
KPR, of course.
Some research, perhaps, or maybe a little work.
But definitely cookies — a variation on a theme.
Sand on the Roads and Salt on my Cookies
1 c. butter-flavored shortening (texture, people, texture. I’m telling you. This is the way to go.)
1 c. dark brown sugar
1/2 c. sugar
1 tsp. vanilla
2 1/4 c. flour
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. baking soda
1-2 cups chocolate chips, discs, etc. (I had a birthday present of beautiful semisweet discs, but can’t find them online. Good luck!)
Sea salt, for sprinkling
Oven to 375°.
Cream shortening and sugars. Add eggs and vanilla, mix until incorporated. Add flour, salt, soda, and mix. Add chocolate chips, mix in. Place rounded spoonfuls on baking sheet (mine’s lined with a silicon sheet). Slightly flatten cookies and sprinkle with sea salt. Bake until just barely golden on the ridges. Enjoy with a glass of milk, a warm blanket, maybe some Bach or a BBC period drama.