Today's recipe is Anise Cookies!
These were a request by a friend of mine. When he sent me the recipe, the quantities startled me, because it makes a lot of cookies! Ruth, however, nodded approvingly. "This is a bakery recipe," he said. "I work with things in this quantity all the time at Baked Treasure back home."
"A whole dozen eggs for a single recipe?" I asked, still startled.
Ruth nodded. "I don't buy eggs by the dozen for the bakery, Miaka. I buy eggs by the case. Dozens are much too small a unit when you're making things to sell. I don't have time to keep running to the store for more eggs. Or flour, sugar, butter, and other staples."
"You never said anything about that before!"
"Well, the size difference does skew things a bit, so no one has thought to comment on it. Also, you're only baking at home, to feed a few people. Baked Treasure sees a couple thousand customers on a slow day."
"Ah, you have a point." I thought a moment, running the math in my head to cut the recipe in half. "Might be fun to make something the way you're used to for once. I don't have a big enough bowl, though."
"That could be a problem," Ruth agreed. "Your kitchen is too small to store the type of bowl you'd need anyway. I'd lend you one from my kitchen, but the trip through the Portal would shrink it the same way it shrinks us."
"I can probably borrow a bowl from my Mom." That solved the issue, and so I decided to go ahead and make the recipe as written.
That said, let's go!
"Oo, a perch!" Black exclaims, claiming it.
"Nice and deep," Hi-chan says, climbing on the side.
"Wow, it looks so much bigger over here," Red says, positioning himself opposite his twin.
Ruth looks into the bowl and nods. "Yes, this should do nicely. Based on a size comparison between the bowl and yourself, Miaka, I would guess this is the same size bowl I usually use in the bakery."
"All of the bowls at Baked Treasure are a lot bigger than any of the ones Mom uses at home," Black remarks.
"Your mother is cooking for four, not hundreds." Ruth hops down from the edge of the bowl. "Let's start baking."
"Each bottle is only one ounce," I explain.
"How come it doesn't come in bigger bottles?" Black wants to know.
"Good question," Hi-chan answers.
"Most extracts only come in small bottles like this," I tell them. "I suppose a restaurant-supply store might sell bigger bottles, but I have to rely on what's available in the grocery store."
Black claims the task of actually pouring the oil into the mixture, while Red goes back up the cooling rack to watch. Hi-chan is trying to decide if she wants to climb back up there or not.
I have medical gloves on because I didn't want to have to keep washing my hands, and it gives me a surface the dough isn't quite as apt to stick to.
Of course, we have to make the frosting first.
Now we have a pound of sifted powdered sugar, the base for our frosting.
"Sorry," I tell him. "These are all I have at the moment."