Dec 14, 2010

Chocolate crinkles

Christmas.  Soon.  Last time I checked it was months away, now it seems like tomorrow.  Some people are excited, I don't quite know where I stand.  Seeing people, food, cinnamon: good.  Also the sun, just a tiny bit of southern sun.  But time?  Time.  Where did it go?  Stealing people, light, warmth and the space to do things.    And then there is the commercial assault, reason enough to ban Christmas if you ask me.  eBay has been blackmailing me to buy for weeks now, with a helpful countdown for extra claustrophobia.  I won't buy.  My protest is to bake.  Not on a grand scale - others can do that.  Just a batch of so of something festive.  To gift, to share, to eat on a winter's night.  Because it involves sugar, I call on A for suggestions.  She helpfully provides two pages of options: too many, but they do inspire.  I choose randomly.  Korova cookies  sound irresistible, just on the name, but they are discarded for the visual excitement of the Chocolate Crinkles

Mostly chocolate, with flour to support, eggs to bind, sugar for the time of year, and butter, because.  A fairly quick blend gives you the dough, which chills for a bit, overnight in my case.  Then a million tiny balls shaped and rolled in icing sugar.  Almost like baking truffles.



After ten minutes on a baking tray they emerge.  Semi-collapsed, suspiciously wobbly, with beautiful cracks in the white.  They taste even better than they look:  really dark, very moist*,  almost too much. 



And then you want another.


* They did dry up later.

4 comments:

Adele said...

I'm the same this year, can't really get excited about Christmas. I think it's because we get bombarded with it since October, we tend to just ignore everything, until too late...

jvdh said...

Is festive fatigue in the lexicon?

Adele said...

Great phrase. It should be if it isn't.

arcadia said...

Hul lyk beautiful. Mans wat bak is uiters hot.