My parents came to visit me this weekend. We did a campy ghost tour on Friday night aboard the “Trolley of the Doomed,” and I convinced them to take me out to local fancy restaurants that I wouldn’t have otherwise experienced. I ate lots of seafood and drank many a mojito (and the occasional mint julep—it just seemed too apropos to resist).
They stayed at an inn near the river, so we spent more time on River St. than I would have liked. The cobblestone strip is always full of drunk tourists moseying along wearing clothes that are two sizes too small. The weather was lovely, though, so any excuse to be outside was just fine.
Today it’s dreary. Here’s a list of things to do on a dreary Sunday such as this:
Drink lots of wine alone
1.) Drink some cocktails with friends (or your cat)
2.) Clean! Or, do what I do and half-assedly run some Clorox wipes over 1/3 of the surfaces in your home, then push some stuff under the bed
Get some homework done
Get some work Make a to-do list
4.) Bake cookies!
Here’s what you’ll need:
Roll the stuff into balls and bake for about 10 more minutes (size-wise, I aimed for a little smaller than a golf ball). Pull ’em out, sprinkle liberally with salt (this is key—it gives the cookie its appeal by adding a nice contrast to the rich, chocolate flavor), and let them cool a bit.