If at first you don't succeed....

As you well know, normally that would end "...try, try again."

But sometimes I doubt baking cookies was ever meant to be a trial-and-error process.

Another cookie experiement failed miserably. No, really. These were bad.

At least the chocolate squirrels were salvageable. But the cookies I attempted Sunday? Not fit for consumption.

I started with a mystery base - a flour mixture with I don't know what else. (well...I do now, but not when I started the experiment)

I made some false assumptions on the unknown variables.

I added more variables (aka. ingredients) based on those false assumptions. (Dangerous...very dangerous -- though less when it comes to cooking, and more when it comes to beliefs. But I digress...)

And the results: strange. Ultimately, disastrous.

Jenny and I each tried the tiniest taste of raw dough and half of the flat, crunchy, crumbly sweet baked things -- and not even 10 minutes later, both of us felt sick and buzzy. Seriously as though we had eaten the entire batch in one sitting.

Not good.

I was VERY confused. (Beware of those false assumptions!)

What had gone wrong?!?

It hit me in the middle of the night. OOOHhhhh.... of course. No wonder.

Sugar haunts me again.

And another batch bites the dust.