I don’t know why, but I wanted one of those mixers and I wanted it in red.
I had never wanted a stand mixer before and I don’t really like the color red, but there was something about it that called to me.
“Suuuuuuuzy. Suuuuuuuuuuuzy. Buy me. Buy me RIGHT NOW!”
And so I did.
Forsaking the pair of boots I had come to buy, bypassing the pretty sweaters I didn’t need in our Los Angeles weather but thought I should get, totally ignoring everything in the jewelry department, my heart all of a sudden longed for that red Kitchen Aid stand mixer.
So I bought it. In a rush I sped home, flung open my door, grabbed a knife and made a surgical incision along the packing tape and ripped that mixer right out of the box.
Ahhhhhhhhh. It was everything I thought it would be. It was red. It was sturdy.
In it’s shiny stainless steel bowl held infinite possibilities.
I could make…..
I could make…..
Who was I kidding?
I had no idea what I could make with a stand mixer. I knew I could mix things, for that was the nature of a stand mixer. But I had things I could use to mix things. A spoon. A small hand mixer. My hands.
What could I mix that needed such a beautiful, colorful, shiny thing?
I mean, most of the things I usually mixed had one dry ingredient for which you added water or milk or one more thing like an egg.
I needed something more ambitious.
So with everything that I need to know about, I turned to the internet and this is what I found.
Cookies, cookies and more cookies.
Not the slice and bake kind, not the just add an egg kind but beautiful, handcrafted, highly decorated cookies.
This would be it. This would be a way I could make a Country Living. I could make cookies and sell them in a brand new Etsy shop. I could make cookies on Saturday, post them on Sunday and by Monday Nabisco or some other mega-cookie company would be knocking on my door, begging me for my cookies. Perhaps I would even get a home-invasion type visit from those Keebler Elves. (But not the old one. He’s just creepy.)
Of course I would need a couple of things before I started this empire, and for those things, I would need a trip to the Dollar Store, the store where all empires begin.
And of course, I would need to learn how to make cookies.