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Rated: E · Non-fiction · Community · #2233669
My entry to the Cookie Contest.

Caramel Colored Biscuits

The smell of freshly baked cookies wafted across the house to bring forth a tantalizing aroma of chocolate, rum, and vanilla. A gift for my girlfriend for her birthday. After all, turning twenty-one is a big deal, and what could be better than alcohol infused macarons?

Allowing a smile to flick across my lips I stood from my soft black chair and walked to the kitchen where my oven mitts were already out and waiting. There would be no burned hands today. With that thought in mind, I slipped the red mitts on, opened the orange tinted inferno and gingerly took the pan out. Round, slightly cracked black circles were laid horizontal on the tray, a delicious treat waiting to be made.

For the cookies to be ready for the creme that would go in the middle I needed to wait half an hour and then spread the thin paste on. And for that, I needed to set a timer. Turning the small clock on my island, I began to wait. There were moments like this that I wished I could thank the Italians. Along with creating pizza and stuffed bread they are also credited with the first cookie to be known as a macaroon. Though the French are the ones who popularized it and made it what it is today, so maybe I should thank them instead. It took two nuns seeking asylum from the French Revolution for the rest of the world to recognize a macaron as a treat, but soon after, it took off.

Beep. Beep. Beep. The person that came up with the idea of violently scaring someone with loud noises to make sure they didn’t miss some event will forever be my enemy. Huffing, I turned the timer left in order to shut it off and wondered why I ever decided to buy the dreaded contraption. But as the pastry was now able to be scooped onto the fluffy biscuit shaped sweet, the annoyance had to be ignored; I needed to focus on getting them all down.

Ten minutes later and thirty soft macarons were assembled before me. Now all I had to do was load them in their container and I would be ready to go. I am not a professional baker but I think I can work myself around a set of directions pretty well.

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