I am horrible at making decisions. To call me indecisive doesn’t even begin to cover it.
Eanie Meanie Miney Mo is a common decision making tool in my arsenal; so is closing my eyes and pointing. If I have a date, I spend most of my time beforehand praying that he’ll just make all the plans so that I don’t have a panic attack.
My favorite places to eat are places that have a limited menu. Raising Canes in Columbus, Ohio – you’re getting chicken fingers, just tell them how many. Happy Dog in Cleveland – they give you a check sheet. All you have to do is put a check mark next to the toppings you want. This still takes me forever, by the way, the list is really long, but it keeps things pretty simple, comparatively.
My latest way to combat my inability to make decisions is to just have someone else decide for me. It started with “surprise beer.” One of my friends one night told the bartender just to pour him a surprise beer, and I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought of that before. I don’t feel bad doing this because I really am the least picky person you will ever meet (when it comes to food and booze at least). I always let the bartender or server know up front that I like everything and they can’t possibly disappoint me. I’m so ridiculous that I’d actually rather drink a beer I only sort of like that someone else chose for me than pick one out myself. I know. I have issues.
Lately, I’ve extended the surprise beer idea to the ordering of the whole meal. I try not to do it too often, but if the server seems like they’d be up for it, I’ll often just tell them to pick something for me. Again, there’s usually almost nothing I won’t like, and they probably know better than me what the best dishes on the menu are anyway. So far, it’s worked out great.
But, when it comes to choosing what I’m going to bake, I don’t normally have the same problems as I do at bars and restaurants. Probably because I’m at home and there’s no pressure (real or imaginary) for me to pick the right thing. I just make whatever I feel like. Lately, I’ve felt like chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate.
Triple Chocolate Cookies
1/4 cup flour
1/4 cup unsweetened cocoa
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
8 squares semisweet chocolate, chopped (or 8 ounces semisweet chocolate chips)
6 tablespoons butter, cut up
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 teaspoon coffee extract*
2 large eggs
1/2 cup walnuts, chopped
1/3 cup semisweet chocolate chips
1/3 cup butterscotch chips
1/3 cup cacao nibs
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
whisk together flour, cocoa powder, baking powder, and salt in a small bowl.
In a medium saucepan, melt chocolate and butter over low heat. Pour into a large bowl and let cool.
Stir in sugar, vanilla extract, coffee extract until blended. Stir in eggs, 1 at a time, until blended. Add the dry ingredients and stir until combined. Don’t worry if the batter is a bit thin. Stir in the nuts, chocolate chips, butterscotch chips, and cacao nibs.
Drop tablespoons of batter and inch(ish) apart on an ungreased cookie sheet. Bake 14 minutes. Cool on cookie sheet a couple minutes and then transfer to wire rack to cool completely.
Makes about 2 dozen cookies
*Instead of coffee extract, you can just use 2 teaspoons of vanilla extract. I had to get creative when I ran out of vanilla mid-pour
Note: Feel free to get creative with the chips. You can use pecans instead of walnuts, or along with, and you can substitute regular chocolate chips, white chocolate, peanut butter chips, or whatever else you happen to have on hand. As long as you use the same proportions, it should be fine. I just used what I had hanging out in my pantry.
(recipe adapted from “Triple Chocolate Chubbies” from Good Housekeeping’s Great Baking)