Pinwheeling

In other news: I finally undertook last week- after having the recipe posted on the door of the fridge for, quite literally, years -to whip up a batch of my mom's excellent pinwheel cookies. It's a swell variegated chocolate-and-white shortbread that gets the two batches of dough rolled up in what the recipe calls 'jellyroll' fashion so it comes out looking like nothing so much a swirling pinwheel. Hence the clever moniker. Not only are they fun to look at they are another childhood fave 'sense memory' on the order of dryer exhaust, AM radio(Who remembers whistling Winchester Cathedral?) and my recently-recreated vanilla cream soda.

I'm pretty sure if I had a dozen pinwheels and a liter of cream soda while listening to CBS Mystery Theater Of The Air my head would likely explode from sheer nostalgic carbo- and sugar-loaded ecstasy!

They turned out well- SonBoy declared them 'better than Mammaw's' but I'm not going to tell her that! -so I gave about half the batch away fearing my lack of self-control(some would substitute 'absence' for 'lack' in that description)would have me eating two dozen by my own self.

I've stocked up on ingredients for another batch this weekend; I'm going to try white chocolate chips in the white half of the dough this time around(pinwheel pun)and see what happens. "Weird Cookie Science!" Yee-hahhh! Calling Rachel Ward! Who knows, if I don't make them too early in the day on Saturday there may even be some left by the time this week's midnight episode of Lost rolls around(another pinwheel pun!)...