I have been married a long time, 27 years. Over those years I really have tried not to lie to my husband. Now sometimes I might omit some details, some trivial points. But I do not lie.
As I was baking these cookies, I tasted the batter and I began to think about how I could even get him to try these.
Actually I was worried before the cookie even began. When I went to choose the olives. I wanted to make sure that I was getting the olive oil cured olives. I asked the man behind the counter. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I was putting these olives in a recipe with a cup of confectioners sugar. "Excuse me sir could you tell me which of these olives you would pair with sugar" never came out of my mouth.
I got out the ingredients.
I made the cookies. I didn't like the batter but I thought maybe the flavor would change after baking. When they came out of the oven, I tried another one. My last. I put them on a tray and my husband said "is this a savory cookie" and I pretended that I didn't hear because he would expect full disclosure. Normally I've got his back. But I wanted to see if maybe he'd like them without my input.
He tried one. He hated it. He asked me if it was an April fools joke.
I know that some people already have made and enjoyed this Friday's French Fridays with Dorie . It is amazing how we all have different food preferences.
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