Everyone needs a good recipe for chocolate chip cookies in their recipe box. This is my go-to recipe for chocolate chip cookies. I have tried to make other recipes but this is the one I always, always come back to. And I think you will too.
Now, scroll to the bottom and see the picture that goes with the recipe. I'll wait. *waiting... taps fingers on keyboard* Okay, back with me now? Did you see the mug? Do you see the beautiful dog that's on said mug? That is my beautiful little girl, Liz. I've had her since she was only six weeks old. I picked her out when she was two weeks old. I remember holding her as a baby and hearing her sigh against my chest and my heart was lost. Gone. My heart was no longer in my body but now lived in a little runt of a puppy with a big white star on her chest (yep, five pointed star, the top point of which stretches all the way up to her chin). I knew when she was two weeks old that she was going to come home with me. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Except for that little problem of convincing my father. My mom already loved her - she was the one who drove me out to see the puppies after all. Of course, conspiring is just one of those things that all women do well. Its in our genes I think... Under the pretense of "just wanting to go see the puppies", we managed to drag my father out to where Liz and her brothers and sisters were at. Dad was steadfast, "We are NOT coming home with a puppy." "Sure" was my response. I knew better. I went to find my puppy (yes, I was already calling her "mine") and off we went in search of my dad. When I found him, I was holding Liz to my chest and I said, "Isn't she cute? Don't you want to hold her?" Despite his protests, I managed to get Liz in his hands and then he said, "We're coming home with a puppy, aren't we?" She turned 11 years old in August and she's still my little baby. And certainly a mommy's girl. It drives Ryan insane when he asks her to do something and won't do it but the moment mommy says to do it, away she goes. Yep, mommy's baby.
Anyway, back to the mug! There is a lovely story about that mug. Back when Ryan and I were still dating and he still lived in Texas, he sent me two of the sweetest gifts I've ever gotten - a dog bowl with Liz's picture on it (which currently houses all her cookies) and this mug. And I love them. Even five years later, I still look at them and smile :-) (He must have somehow known that the keys to my heart lived in a little black and white mutt.... no clue where he would've gotten that idea.)
Basic Chocolate Chip Cookies
courtesy of All Time Favorite Cookie and Baking Recipes
2 1/4 c. All Purpose Flour
1 tsp. Baking Soda
2 sticks Butter (salted. If using unsalted, add 1 tsp. salt)
3/4 c. Sugar
3/4 c. Packed Brown Sugar
1 tsp. Vanilla
1 c. Chocolate Chips (1/2 of a 12 oz. package)
Preheat oven to 375.
Mix together butter, sugars, and vanilla until creamy.
Add eggs, one at a time, and making sure to beat well after each addition.
Throw in (not literally, of course - no messes in my kitchen.) your flour and baking soda.
Stir in your chocolate chips.
Resist the urge to eat the entire mixture of chocolate chip cookie dough.
Drop by tablespoonfuls (wow, that's a word according to spell check.) onto a baking sheet. (I have mentioned before cookie scoops are wonderful things - for stuff like cookies!)
Bake for 9 to 11 minutes or until golden brown. (I go for 9 - I like my cookies chewy, extra chewy.)
Cool for two minutes and allow to finish cooling on a wire rack.