I can't really pinpoint a specific reason why I found myself furiously fighting back tears as I first caught sight of my brother walking in to "Pomp and Circumstance" at his high school graduation early Saturday afternoon. All I really can say is that I love my brother. He's just about as awesome as it gets. I mean, HELLO, the kid was wearing Polo well before he was 5 (when the above picture was taken).
My sister and I had the house to ourselves Saturday night. We busted out the makeup bags and straighteners and Caroline, who is indeed 8 and not 18, excitedly subjected herself to my cosmetic artistry as we watched Tangled. Praise God for adult humor in children's movies, because for some embarrassing reason that was the third time I had listened to that movie. Chynna somehow managed to remain knocked out on a quilt on the floor despite the sudden musical outbursts.
Caroline in bed and myself feeling the farthest thing from sleepy, I flipped channels in the kitchen until I landed on The Notebook. Inspired by the whole wheat molasses bread I made earlier in the week, I got out the glass jar of Grandma's and made Joy the Baker's chewy molasses cookies. The original recipe calls for chocolate chips, but I felt they would take away from the purity of the cookie. Rolled in sugar before baking, and coming out of the oven with beautiful cracks on top, these cookies were made with tenderness, no doubt influenced by the Southern comfort of the actors' smooth accents. The spicy sweet scent that lingered in the house was for lack of a better word, heavenly. I have no idea how I resisted nibbling on one as I waited for my last batch to come out of the oven at around 2:10 AM, but it was worth it to wake up at eleven and split one with my sister over breakfast. These cookies have a deep flavor that is all at once smoky, spicy, sweet, and unbelievably satisfying. All I need is my very own handsome Southern gentleman like Cal (James Marsden...swoon) to share them with on a wraparound porch.
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