{"id":1620,"date":"2006-09-19T19:23:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-19T19:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2006\/09\/19\/ooooo-klahoma"},"modified":"2015-09-24T03:54:02","modified_gmt":"2015-09-24T03:54:02","slug":"ooooo-klahoma","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2006\/09\/ooooo-klahoma\/","title":{"rendered":"OOOOO – klahoma!"},"content":{"rendered":"
I had been needing a change of scenery, and this weekend, boy, did I ever get one.<\/p>\n
I also got a steak and a souffl\u00e9; an engagement party with fifty longtime family friends, a few pork tenderloins with pistachio chutney, and an enormous mocha fudge cake; a ring that once belonged to my great-grandmother Millicent; and a four-and-a-half-day weekend with family old and new. Oklahoma, you may be flatter than a pancake, but you sure know how to throw a party<\/strong>. From now on, I\u2019m going to get engaged<\/a> a lot more often.<\/p>\n Last Thursday, while most of North America was sleeping\u2014at 3:30 am, to be precise\u2014Brandon and I hopped a shuttle to SeaTac. A few hours later, we arrived at Will Rogers World Airport\u2014though the \u201cworld\u201d part is a bit optimistic, if you ask me\u2014ready for a weekend of festivities, with a suitcase containing five chocolate bars<\/a> and a pound of coffee<\/a> for my mother, a lacy black dress for me, and for Brandon, a (gorgeous<\/em>! 12-dollar<\/em>!) green vintage suit. [Oklahoma may have lots of oil, but some things have to be imported.] My mother met us at the baggage claim, and from there, the rest of our stay brought a very busy, very welcome onslaught of family and friends, and even a shockingly good falafel sandwich<\/a>.<\/p>\n Going home<\/a> is a strange sensation. It\u2019s a little like stepping into a warm swimming pool: something familiar and safe and inviting, but also not entirely of my element. It was good to be home, to hear the crickets and cicadas<\/a> and the benevolent roar of the air conditioner in my old bedroom, and to fall asleep in mid-afternoon in my father<\/a>\u2019s armchair. I can still navigate the streets without a thought, although the prayer on the front page of the daily newspaper<\/a> does give me pause. Oklahoma City is still my hometown, even if it does strike me as kind of a strange place<\/a>. It always has. But i<\/span>f this city loves you, it lets you know<\/strong>. It remembers the poems you wrote for the school literary magazine when you were sixteen. It gets teary-eyed when it talks about your dad. It pinches your fianc\u00e9\u2019s dimples. And sometimes, it\u2019s awfully hard to leave.<\/p>\n To everyone who celebrated with us this weekend, thank you. Please accept this cookie recipe as a belated party favor from two devoted Seattlites. We\u2019ll be back soon.<\/p>\n Chocolate Chip Cookies with Dried Apricots and Espresso<\/strong> Given all the regulations on liquids, gels, lotions, creams, soups, sauces, and other sort-of-solids, few foods can slip past the security checkpoint these days. Brandon managed to sneak hummus on board by camouflaging it under a nubbly cloak of toasted pine nuts, and I got away with a Tupperware of ratatouille and a boiled egg, but otherwise, the airplane is a pretty desperate place where food is concerned. Quite handily, however, cookies are one of the few items that seem to be a safe bet. I packed a baggie of these on Thursday morning, stashed them in my bag, and got them on board without skipping a beat. Phew<\/em>.<\/p>\n Should you pack a few for your next trip, I recommend asking your flight attendant for one of those tiny cartons of milk to drink alongside. Or, on second thought, if you\u2019re trying to save some for family or friends at the other end of the flight, maybe you\u2019d better not. Oklahoma, I\u2019m so sorry. We ate them all. But I did bring you the recipe.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
Adapted from Leslie Mackie\u2019s Macrina Bakery and Caf\u00e9 Cookbook<\/em><\/p>\n<\/a>
Tender and chewy, they make a perfect traveling companion<\/strong>: warm with the flavor of ground espresso beans and chunky with chocolate chips and dried apricots, they satisfy a handful of cravings in one fell swoop, which is very useful when you\u2019re several thousand feet up, and with only beverage service. The recipe comes from Macrina Bakery<\/a>, one of the best bakeries in Seattle. Although I love popping into their First Avenue storefront for a cookie, these are simple enough to make that it\u2019s almost easier to go home and preheat the oven. Anyway, the cookies from the bakery sometimes taste too sweet, but my homemade ones are always spot-on, thanks to my rigorous quality-control measures in the form of, um, frequent dough sampling<\/strong>.<\/p>\n