Pounds ahead

I was very, very happy when I came home to this package last week

My new Pampered Chef pan to replace the one the dish drainer broke. It was kind of a torn moment. One of excited glee and one of sadness by looking at that brand new, unseasoned pan. For those who are unfamiliar with these wonderful kitchen implements, the more you use it the better it becomes. I wish I had taken a picture of the pieces of my old one. You would not believe they were the same pan. The bottom was completely black and there was a great amount of joy from that blackness.

I'm excited to have my favorite pan replaced, but I know if will be years before it is in it's ideal state. So I need to get started on that process. Enter dilemma. The best things to season the pan are things with lots of fat in them. Something I am trying my hardest to limit. And my all time favorite thing to use this pan for? Cookies. But I have some sort of brain disorder that prevents me from eating a reasonable amount of cookie dough. And I honestly wouldn't care if the cookies are never cooked, it's the dough that has it's grip on me. Especially if it has oatmeal in it.

I was feeling a little blue this weekend and couldn't resist the pan calling to me, begging me to make some cookies on it. So I gave in. Luckily I gave almost all the cookies to Pat to take to his apartment, and took the rest to my parents for Monday night dinner. Of course not before making myself sick on cookie dough.


Healthy things just aren't as fun to bake. Maybe I need someone to bake cookies for. Any takers?

Oh, and be jealous of my built-in 70's puke yellow stove. It's pretty awesome.