You guys, a lot of people come up to me and say, “Hey Daddy, how is it that you’re able to be such an incredible parent?”
And I always say 3 things:
- “Keep calling me Daddy. I’m into it.”
That #3 may have surprised some of you, but it’s true. I’m a baker. I’ll bake anything. Give me a bunch of food in a bowl and I’ll pour it into a pan and toss it in the oven. That’s just how Daddy rolls.
So when I was approached to whip up some magic with Wholeberry Folk’s all natural, preservative and additive free baking mix, I said to myself, “Daddy like. Daddy like very much.”
An extra incentive? The mix uses less sugar and it’s made from spelt flour instead of refined white flour. As you already know, I have a pretty serious cookie dough addiction, so if there’s a way to make the stuff healthier, I need to be all over it.
But I wasn’t only thinking of myself. I was also thinking of you, my dedicated readers. Wouldn’t you love to know the secret to Daddy’s amazing baking technique? Of course you would!
So here goes…
Get me Pablo Picasso!
I never bake alone, you guys. That’s a good way to get hurt. In fact, I won’t even enter a kitchen without my little miracle baby’s Pablo Picasso doll. Why? Because even when it looks like things are going south fast, Pablo’s always got a smile that says, “Relax. Everything’s going to be fine.”
Pick your mix
Wholeberry Folk have a whole range of baking mixes, including Banana Split Cupcake, Strawberry Milkshake Cupcake and Blueberry Frost Cupcake, but I went with the Cinnamon Raisin Cookies. I was born a cookie man and that’s how I’ll stay. I can’t apologise for it.
Get your head out of the box, Picasso!
LOL. Poor Pablo couldn’t wait to tear into the baking mix and ended up getting his head stuck in the box.
Get some balls… dough balls
I like my dough balls like I like my cookies: huge. If you like your balls on the tiny side, go right ahead. I just think you’re better off going big, balls-wise.
Now we play the waiting game…
I put the balls in the oven and left Pablo in charge. I only wanted to bake them for 15-20 minutes because I like my cookies like I like my movies: mushy. If you like crispy cookies, leave them in there for longer. Just make sure you’ve got someone like a Pablo Picasso to check on them periodically.
It’s cookie o’clock!
Once the cookies are done, take them out of the oven and yell something like “It’s cookie o’clock!”. Even if no one else is around, it’ll make you feel like you know how to have fun.
Then start tossing those badboys into your mouth.
These cookies were absolutely delicious and I would have eaten the whole tray by myself if Pablo hadn’t wrestled me off of them and slapped some sense into me. I normally don’t encourage hitting, but I was out of control, you guys.
Looks like I’m going to have to get back on the daddy diet… 🙁