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We’re hanging out at a pub that’s within walking distance of my place. Let’s party.
CAKIES!
Three and a half years after the recipe was posted on Walkoff Walk (RIP) my girl and I finally got around to making Farthammer’s World Famous Cakies® last night.
Un-be-lieve-able. I cannot recommend them enough.
Here is the recipe, as posted on WoW, that we followed as precisely as we could:
1 bag yellow cake mix
1 bag chocolate chips
1 stick butter
1 brick cream cheese
1 tsp vanilla
1 egg
Let butter and cheese get to room temp, then combine in a mixing bowl. Add egg and vanilla, combine. Then slowly add cake mix and chips. Combine thoroughly. Mixture will be thick, not unlike my johnson.
With a spoon, scoop onto a cookie sheet that has been sprayed with non-stick spray. Place in pre-heated oven at 375 degrees for 8-12 minutes.
Like I said earlier, if a few peaks on the cookies have started to brown, pull out immediately. That’s the longest you should cook them; just before they brown is ideal. Usually 9-10 minutes.
If the whole cookie turns brown in the oven, flush the cookies down the toilet and drink yourself into a stupor, because you have failed the cakie experiment.
The cakie will not look symmetrical or particularly attractive. The mix is too thick to get a perfectly round cookie. But they are mighty tasty.
Give them a try, bring them to the office and mess with everyone’s New Year’s diet. If you do, make sure you give Farthammer all the credit. His name should ring out in baking circles from coast to coast.
I need to make the switch to a card wallet immediately. Any online suggestions?
#work
The Motomethod Story (via Pipeburn)
A 5 minute video on a Vancouver motorcycle repair shop that, business wise, is more comparable to a fitness gym than mechanic’s shop. They charge a $100 yearly membership fee for access to their space and tools as well as their expertise.
Great, great idea. I would love to but I’m so far away from being able to do something like this it feels lame to fantasize about it.
Bought my first ever cardigan and then took it out for drinks with coworkers and to listen to the guy in the back ruin the Saxophone for me for life. Initial thoughts on wearing a cardigan: 1. I was warm and comfortable the whole night. 2. Every time I saw myself in the mirror I thought, “you look like Mr. Dressup”. (Taken with instagram)
Killebrew, 1967
(photos by Stan Wayman)