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white, red, and blue sugar.
In a large mixing bowl, beat the butter, sugar, egg yolks, salt, and vanilla extract until the mixture is light and fluffy.
(You can do this by hand, but it’s a lot easier with an elec-
tric mixer.)
Add the flour in one-half cup increments, mixing well after each addition.
Add the crushed potato chips and mix well.
Take the bowl out of the mixer and add the white and semi-sweet chips by hand. Stir them in so that they are evenly distributed.
Form one-inch dough balls with your hands and place them on an UNGREASED cookie sheet, 12 to a standard-sized sheet. (As an alternative, you can line your cookie
sheets with parchment paper.)
Place the sugar in a small bowl. Spray the flat bottom of a drinking glass with Pam or another nonstick cooking spray, dip it in the sugar, and use it to flatten each dough ball. (Dip the glass in the sugar for each cookie ball.)
Bake your cookies at 350 degrees F., for 10 to 12 minutes, or until the cookies are starting to turn golden at the edges. (Mine took the full 12 minutes.)
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Let the Chip Chip Hooray Cookies cool on the cookie sheet for 2 minutes and then remove them to a wire rack to cool completely. (If you used parchment paper, all you
have to do is pull it over to the wire rack and let the cook-
ies cool right on the paper.)
Yield: Approximately 6 to 7 dozen crunchy, shortbread-like cookies, depending on cookie size.
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Chapter
! Six #
“Did I tell you how good you look tonight, Hannah?”
Norman asked as he reached for the decanter of chilled water on their table and poured glasses for both of them.
“Yes, you did. And I thanked you. That’s what Mother always says a woman should do when a man compliments her appearance. She’s supposed to say that and nothing more.
But then I spoiled your compliment by saying that of course you thought I looked good because you gave me this outfit for my birthday.”
Norman laughed. “I know I did. Claire picked it out for me. But that’s not all I was talking about. You’re also happier than you were this morning and when you’re happy, you’re beautiful.”
Several responses flew through Hannah’s mind, the first of which was Have you had your eyes checked lately? You obviously need glasses. The second response was Don’t be silly. I know I’m not beautiful , and the third was Are you trying to butter me up for some reason? But Hannah decided to follow her mother’s instructions and she didn’t say any of those.
“Thank you, Norman,” she said. And then she reached out to cover his hand with hers.
Sally Laughlin approached their table and Hannah pulled BLACKBERRY PIE MURDER
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her hand back. She was a bit uncomfortable with public displays of affection. “Hi, Sally,” she said.
“Hello, Hannah. Good to see you, Norman.” Sally was dressed in one of her signature chef’s jackets that were trimmed in the same colorful pattern as the aprons the kitchen staff wore. Hannah knew that because the kitchen was visible through a large plate glass window so that diners could watch their food being prepared. “I heard about your accident,” Sally told her. “Are you all right?”
“I’m okay,” Hannah said and she left it at that. She really didn’t want to discuss the accident. She just wanted to forget what had happened in the rain this morning, or at least put it out of her mind for the present. There was no point in discussing it again and again, and talking about it might depress her and spoil her nice evening with Norman.
“Your mother and Doc are on their way here,” Sally said, changing the subject when Hannah didn’t elaborate. “She just called me to make sure you were here.”
“Mother and Doc are joining us for dinner?” Hannah turned to Norman.
“I’m not sure. They’re certainly welcome to join us, but this is the first I’ve heard about it.”
Hannah turned back to Sally. “Did Mother say anything
In a large mixing bowl, beat the butter, sugar, egg yolks, salt, and vanilla extract until the mixture is light and fluffy.
(You can do this by hand, but it’s a lot easier with an elec-
tric mixer.)
Add the flour in one-half cup increments, mixing well after each addition.
Add the crushed potato chips and mix well.
Take the bowl out of the mixer and add the white and semi-sweet chips by hand. Stir them in so that they are evenly distributed.
Form one-inch dough balls with your hands and place them on an UNGREASED cookie sheet, 12 to a standard-sized sheet. (As an alternative, you can line your cookie
sheets with parchment paper.)
Place the sugar in a small bowl. Spray the flat bottom of a drinking glass with Pam or another nonstick cooking spray, dip it in the sugar, and use it to flatten each dough ball. (Dip the glass in the sugar for each cookie ball.)
Bake your cookies at 350 degrees F., for 10 to 12 minutes, or until the cookies are starting to turn golden at the edges. (Mine took the full 12 minutes.)
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Let the Chip Chip Hooray Cookies cool on the cookie sheet for 2 minutes and then remove them to a wire rack to cool completely. (If you used parchment paper, all you
have to do is pull it over to the wire rack and let the cook-
ies cool right on the paper.)
Yield: Approximately 6 to 7 dozen crunchy, shortbread-like cookies, depending on cookie size.
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Chapter
! Six #
“Did I tell you how good you look tonight, Hannah?”
Norman asked as he reached for the decanter of chilled water on their table and poured glasses for both of them.
“Yes, you did. And I thanked you. That’s what Mother always says a woman should do when a man compliments her appearance. She’s supposed to say that and nothing more.
But then I spoiled your compliment by saying that of course you thought I looked good because you gave me this outfit for my birthday.”
Norman laughed. “I know I did. Claire picked it out for me. But that’s not all I was talking about. You’re also happier than you were this morning and when you’re happy, you’re beautiful.”
Several responses flew through Hannah’s mind, the first of which was Have you had your eyes checked lately? You obviously need glasses. The second response was Don’t be silly. I know I’m not beautiful , and the third was Are you trying to butter me up for some reason? But Hannah decided to follow her mother’s instructions and she didn’t say any of those.
“Thank you, Norman,” she said. And then she reached out to cover his hand with hers.
Sally Laughlin approached their table and Hannah pulled BLACKBERRY PIE MURDER
59
her hand back. She was a bit uncomfortable with public displays of affection. “Hi, Sally,” she said.
“Hello, Hannah. Good to see you, Norman.” Sally was dressed in one of her signature chef’s jackets that were trimmed in the same colorful pattern as the aprons the kitchen staff wore. Hannah knew that because the kitchen was visible through a large plate glass window so that diners could watch their food being prepared. “I heard about your accident,” Sally told her. “Are you all right?”
“I’m okay,” Hannah said and she left it at that. She really didn’t want to discuss the accident. She just wanted to forget what had happened in the rain this morning, or at least put it out of her mind for the present. There was no point in discussing it again and again, and talking about it might depress her and spoil her nice evening with Norman.
“Your mother and Doc are on their way here,” Sally said, changing the subject when Hannah didn’t elaborate. “She just called me to make sure you were here.”
“Mother and Doc are joining us for dinner?” Hannah turned to Norman.
“I’m not sure. They’re certainly welcome to join us, but this is the first I’ve heard about it.”
Hannah turned back to Sally. “Did Mother say anything
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