When I grow up, I want to live in a cozy little cottage. You know, like the ones in fairytales.
With a HUGE kitchen to bake in and a HUGE window overlooking a fenced in backyard with an overflowing garden.
And a ginormous front porch AND back porch. With a hammock, a porch swing, and rocking chairs. I won't be picky about which porch has what.
I want a stone pathway to the house.
And a big fireplace to read in front of.
I'm pretty sure those are the only requirements.
I used to have this recurring dream that I lived in a house similar to this, but it was always snowing and night time in a little secluded town with cobblestone streets. Isn't that strange? I guess ever since then, it's just stuck with me.
Anyway, I want to sit in my huge kitchen with my huge back window every morning drinking
I can't wait.
In the meantime, I'll sit in my parent's kitchen eating these cookies. I'll sit anywhere eating these cookies, actually. You name it, I'm there. As long as these cookies are, too.
Mix and melt.
Whisk the dry's.
Put 'em together.
Fold in more chocolate.
Form dough balls.
Get out the milk. It's necessary.
Double Chocolate Cookies
Adapted from: Martha