My Kitchen Aid Mixer is named Sir Charles Mixalot III. I just call him Sir Mixalot for short. We had a conversation the other day. It went something like this:
Sir Mixalot: Hey Trace! Would you please use me? I’m sick of collecting dust on your pantry shelf.
Tracy: Hey. You talk! Fiiiiine. I’ll use you. What should I make?
Sir Mixalot: I’m a little outta shape. Something easy. Baby steps. Take it easy on me.
Tracy: I totally get it Sir Mixalot, I haven’t worked out in awhile too. How about cornmeal cookie dough?
Sir Mixalot: I can totally handle that. You’re a dear. Many thanks. Don’t forget to clean my crevices afterward.
Tracy: Ummm. OK…
So I busted out Sir Mixalot and put him to work. The dough came together in a snap. We high-fived and I gave him a deep cleaning (head out of the gutter!). Then I got to work cutting, baking & glazing these cookies. The dough was the easiest part thanks to Sir Mixalot. The glazing part was a little tough and I only say that because I had a 3 year old running around the kitchen island begging me for some cookies and showing me a new toy every 5 seconds. Labor of love, my friends. LABOR OF LOVE.