I would definitely say I have a sweet-tooth. Especially for baked goods. Especially if there is cinnamon involved. So of course I said yes at the chance to share some baking fun with some of the kids recently. Most of the older students were busy with dance practice one afternoon, so my team consisted of four middle-sized girls who were quite happy to have something else to help with: Sonam Lhamu, Shanti Tamang, Mani Wangmu, and Tsering Chodron. (Read their play-by-play of it all over on the Gatsal blog, ya?)
After some false starts, and a couple hours of letting a fire heat up the oven, we got to work.
We grabbed a recipe (kinda like Snickerdoodles), gathered the flat of eggs and boxes of butter that had been purchased just for this, and mooched all the rest of the supplies we needed from the kitchen.
The coolest part about our cookie-making was the cinnamon. We got it as large chunks of bark (there is a cinnamon tree in the jungle nearby, but for the sake of time, we bought this in the market in Tawang). The bark was sweet. It tasted like Big Red gum. So crazy-cool. And fortunately, the kitchen has a food processor, so we were able to grind that bark into powder, no problem.
The second-coolest slash grossest part was the eggs. We’d been warned already to crack them one at a time into a separate cup, in case there were bad ones; but I thought we were really in trouble when we were on to our 5th or 6th egg before we even found a good one! While I’m fighting hard to keep my gag reflex in check at the smell of bad ones, the girls were so cool about it, going through until we’d cracked enough good ones. I did almost have to run away though, when they announced “look, madame, a baby!”
So anyway, we mixed ’em up in four separate batches, and after burning our first batch in like 3 minutes because the oven was way too hot, we were able to keep a rotation going and made 300-something more cookies without a hitch and without even having to make any more fire in the oven. Pretty darn cool.
Oh, and my sweet tooth is going away. Living in a place where you just don’t get to have so much sugar has got to be a good thing.
I will put the cookie recipe that we followed — more or less — in another post for ya.