Nutter butter reindeer cookies

These are the books i cooked out of this week https://imgur.com/n9Vj8NI
State Bird Provisions - if i had to recommend one book, this would be it. there is so much in this one book and the food is incredible. first i made the Polenta "elote" with corn salad, tomato aioli, and queso fresco. https://imgur.com/v0MDl31
Holy Crap, i will make this again. Takes time to make, but it's easy, and so tasty. Restaurant quality in my home. This recipe alone justifies getting this book.
Then i made the Smoked Trout dip and avocado with tomato salsa and ravigote
https://imgur.com/XXt4ZHD
This was good. it's four components, 1 trout mayo, 2 tomato salsa, 3 ravigote, and 4 a guacamole. I won't make this actual dish again, but I will definitely make two of the components again, the trout mayo and the ravigote (onion salsa). Although the tomato salsa is quick and easy and i guess i'll end up making that again someday.
Milk Bar Life - i made the Molassas Rye cookies.
https://imgur.com/4WWbecl
It should be illegal for cookies to be this delicious and easy and quick to make. 30 minutes from nothing to too many cookies for one guy (assuming you have room temp butter). the picture is just one of the trays of cookies, there were two more. yeah i ate them all.
Eggrolls and Sweet Tea - I made the salmon summer rolls
https://imgur.com/aE38dHl
These were quick and easy to make, I made them after i got home from work, and they were tasty. Honestly, this book is the opposite of State Bird Provisions, I'm not a fan, most of the things I've made from this book are meh, and this is the first thing I've made that i actually would make again.

So I found out I was dealing with GERDs some time around 2016 when I was having what I can describe as stomach pains/burning that felt like they went up to my esophagus, that sometimes made it difficult to breathe (not like life threatening but if I breathed wrong then...) and how I felt like I was on the verge of throwing up. I was directed towards Omeprazole to get a handle on it but was warned that it risks the chance of cancer. I considered the options but eventually ended up taking over the counter omeprazole cuz I just couldn't handle the uncomfortable-ness of it.
Only got an official diagnosis after 2019 due to the COVID-19 pandemic opening up the availability of healthcare to more individuals like myself (I had state insurance and was told I was supposed to have it until 26 but then complications with ObamaCare happened that dropped it down to 18.), where up to this point I had not seen a doctor since sometime before 2014 and coming from the backwaters did I have no education on how Healthcare works.
From then I've started noticing more such as when I have GERDs and miss a dose, I suffer from diarrhea and upchucks that rarely do I accidentally inhale. During my sleep when this happens is the worst, it feels like I'm suffocating even after I've cleared it up because its still made some entry into my lungs entryways in which it feels like I still need to clear my throat to remove the bile when its not there, but its acidity damaged it. There's been more emphasis on nausea too.
Now here's where I get to the reason I made this post, because after dealing with some pretty bad relationships where stress caused my mental health to degrade and neglect taking my medicine, I'm finally back on the up and up and have been making sure to take my upgraded dose of 40mg (20mg twice a day or as needed).
So far, things were fine. Until half an hour ago I woke up with the same feeling of upchucking in my sleep and while I didn't go into suffocation, its still made its way into the entryway of my lungs and burns like the dickens. I've been doing some of my housemade remedies such as milk, peanut butter, some bread or cookie with combination of said two, steaming my passageways with a hot shower. All of this when water wont wash it away.
I've started getting back on it about two days ago so maybe its just my body taking time to readjust considering a good gap I've taken what little omeprazole I had left probably once every 4-5 days. (Providers changed and so did my drugstore when I moved, Walgreens still sucks.) So without any refills available at the moment, I had to take when it was truly bad that I couldn't handle it anymore. But I'd think considering I took 40mg yesterday that would be good, so why am I upchucking in my sleep still???
That's why I came to here, cuz it seems like there's quite a few posts where people have more things going on than just GERDs. I wanna gather some information to bring to my provider to see what we can do.
Anything helps, thanks

So I'm making a large batch of brown butter chocolate chip cookies I've made this recipe so many times before so I was relying on memory. I just realized I forgot the vanilla and the cookie dough has been chilling in the fridge for about 14 hours. Should I leave out the vanilla? Or should I try to put the cookie dough back in the mixer and add vanilla?

I've been hearing people saying that Amy is an example of a character being "born evil" or "ontologically evil", because her being a sexual predator must mean that Carol was right.
Which is bizarre, because Worm and Ward both show that Amy was just a normal kid dealing with emotional abuse and fucked up dependency, before she leapt off the slippery slope.
So I decided to prove this with a collection of snippets from the Parahumans series showing that the entire point of Amy's character is that she was someone who was a normal child in the first place:
And yes, Carol was singling her out even pre-Worm.

• Infrared 19.9 (elementary school Amy being put down by Carol and basically threatened with a traumatic trigger event)

Eric retreated into the living room, plunking himself down into a chair, slumping down so his arms were up on the armrest, feet on the floor, and his upper body stretched along the seat, chin against collarbone.
He looked at us without moving his head.
"What's up?" I asked.
He shrugged.
"How's she doing?" I asked.
He shrugged, then mumbled, "There were some days she was really scary. I had no idea what she'd do. Mostly now she's… extra teenager-ish, I guess."
He sighed, dramatic.
"It's tough being the odd one out, isn't it?" Amy asked. She was sitting on the short couch beneath the window, feet curled up beside her, a folded book in her lap.
"Really tough."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Amy asked.
"Nah."
"You can reach out to us anytime," Amy said.
"Okay. Thanks, I guess."
He got up and pulled a controller out from under the television. He flipped the switches to turn the TV and console on, and it "Thwooomed" with the console's startup sound.
He held out a controller, offering it to Amy and me.
"Reading," Amy said. "Thanks though."

*

Amy took a second to pull a throw blanket down from the back of the couch and toss it over her legs and feet, before picking up her book.
I walked around the end of the couch, leaning over the arm, my head parallel to hers as I read over her shoulder.
"You're distracting me," she said. Her head moved, frizzy brown hair mashing into my face as she butted her head lightly into mine.
"Who's Roaraxia?" I asked.
"Do you want to read this after I'm done?" she asked. "Emphasis on after?"
"Depends. Is Roaraxia cool?"
"She's the bad guy, and yeah, I guess."
"Is the good guy cool?" I asked.
"No," Amy said, sighing. "Almost never, in books."
"In your books, maybe."
"It's the appeal, isn't it? Peasants, criminals, orphans, they get a chance and they become cool by the end of the book."
I snorted, got up, and took my seat at the other end of the short couch. I stuck my feet out and wormed them beneath Amy's blanket.
"Your feet are cold," Amy told me, kicking me in the shin.
"So are yours," I said, grabbing the corner of the blanket and pulling it away from her foot. "Now they're colder."
What ensued was like thumb wrestling, feet kicking at and pushing against feet in a battle for control. She wasn't trying very hard, though, because she had her eyes on the book. The battle was less about the feet and more about me trying to get her attention as much as she tried to avoid giving it to me.
"You need to shave your legs," Amy said. "It's like sandpaper."
"Gross," Eric said, not taking his eyes off the game.
"It gives me the heebie jeebies," Amy said. "Like the squeak from markers on a whiteboard, or sneakers on the gym floor."
"Tiny hairs, sticking in the underside of your feet," I teased her. "And when you walk, you're walking on them and pushing them in deeper…"
She pulled her feet away like I was on fire, and shivered visibly, putting her book down. My victory.
I kept going, "And when they grow, they're pointed in the wrong direction, so they grow in…"
Amy made incoherent sounds of protest.
"I'm pretty sure it doesn't work that way," Eric said.
"It probably doesn't," I said. I let my head loll back onto the armrest behind me, no longer fighting with Amy. "We're supposed to take a science class next semester."
"Chemistry, biology, or physics," Amy clarified. "We got the sheet in homeroom. Also art, music, or drama."
"Same. What did you pick for science?"
"Chemistry. Physics is the advanced kids' stream and is supposed to be hard, and in biology you might have to dissect frogs. No thank you," Amy answered. "Ick."
"I thought there would be some parts of it that are useful for health and fitness, first aid."
"You're thinking about cape stuff," Amy said.
"Naturally."
"And I bet you picked drama."
"Art," I told her. "At least for the one year. I'm not very good at it, but there's emblems and icons, color mechanics, costumes, poses and posture…"
Amy snorted. "Of course. I picked art too, mostly by process of elimination. So we might be in the same class."
"Cool."

*

"We wanted to talk with you because of what happened to Crystal," Aunt Sarah said. "Based on what's happening elsewhere, and how Carol and I both got powers, we wanted each of you to be aware of what might be coming down the road."
"We'll get powers," I said.
"Probably," my dad said. "Possibly. I know you know the answer, but… do you know how?"
"Trigger events," I said.
Amy spoke up, "This is like having a math whiz in the class, putting her hand up every time a question is asked."
"I'm not that bad."
"It's more serious than math class," Uncle Neil said. "Eric, do you understand about Trigger events?"
"That's the day you get powers?" Eric asked.
"It's what makes you get powers. It's a very important moment."
"One of the best or worst days of your life," I said.
"It can be," my Uncle said.
"If you want it to be a good day," my mother said, "The best thing you can do is be a good student, a good athlete, and the best person you can be. Strive for things and then accomplish those things."
"Great," Amy said. "I'm doomed."
"But," Aunt Sarah said, and it sounded like a sentence. She gave my mom a look. "As far as we can tell, it's rare. You should absolutely try to improve your chances, especially Victoria and Eric. The powers seem to run in the family, and getting a 'good' trigger would help reduce the chances that you get a bad one-"
"We don't know if the chances are as high for you, but it would behoove you to get your grades up, Amy," my mom said.
"Great," Amy said, making a face.
"I've been urging you for some time to join a club, a team, make your own friends. You have too contained a life."
"That's not what we're here to talk about," Aunt Sarah said. "Again, yes, I think it would be good to focus on success, but we should be prepared for the other cases. If something happens, if you have a really bad day and you get hurt or scared or angry, then it's possible you could have a bad trigger event. And it's hard. Right now, Crystal is going through a lot. Neil, me, Mark, Carol, we all went through it."
"All bad?" Amy asked.
"Yes, Amy."
"What happened?" Eric asked.
I braced myself, ready for my mom to shut it down.
"Your mother and I were kidnapped," my mother said. "They kept us in a dark basement for a long time. And then they tried to kill us."
I blinked, my head swimming as I absorbed that. Things made sense now. I had so many more questions.
"Neil had the accident, which you know about" my Aunt Sarah said. I knew. They'd met in the physical therapy after. Her for a riding injury, him for his trigger. "Mark-"
"I was on a boat when we were attacked," my dad said.
"The point is," my Aunt Sarah stressed, "we need you to be aware that this is a thing that happens. Very often, when we get powers, it isn't always easy, fun, or great. We need you all to be gentle with Crystal, not to pry, not to pressure, give her space, and let her handle things in her own way."
I felt frustrated at that, yet I couldn't say anything. They were saying this because I'd been asking her questions before.
"As you grow up, and we bring you to more events where capes are present, it's important to remember that many of them have been through the same," my mother said. "It's a question of courtesy and cape politics."
I nodded at that.
"It's not just others. We need you to be gentle with yourselves," Uncle Neil said. "Be prepared and be aware. When Sarah triggered, she hurt people, badly. I did the same."
"And I took a life," my mother said.
My eyes widened at that.
There was a pause, a break in the flow of conversation. And it was my mom, wearing a sweater, her hair long, looking much like a mom, with sunlight coming in from the window, and I could see it in her eyes. The fact that she had come to terms with that.
"…We weren't going to mention that," Aunt Sarah said, indicating Eric.
"I almost killed someone too," Crystal said.
I wasn't sure how to even imagine that. I wasn't sure Crystal could even imagine it, from the look on her face.
All I knew was that some sketchy people had recognized her and followed her off the bus, running after her when she ran. I only knew that much because my mom had told Amy and me to be extra careful, and had insisted she or dad drive us if we went anywhere.
"They're mad, now, apparently," Crystal said, hugging her arms to her body. "They want to get revenge."
"Often the case," my dad said. "Bad begets bad."
I could tell that my parents' approach to things wasn't really jibing with how Aunt Sarah had wanted to approach it. A little too serious when Eric was three years younger than me and Amy.
"It might happen to you," My mother said. "Chances are the time it happens won't be a time you're capable of being your most rational, but that makes it all the more important that you make resolutions and understand things now. There's a good chance that when you're facing the worst day of your life, you might be in a position to do irreparable harm to someone."
"I don't think I'm the type."
"I didn't think I was the type either, Amy," my mother said. "That makes it easier for the moment to catch you off guard."
"It's not all fun and games," my dad said. He met my eyes as he said it.
Aunt Sarah opened her mouth, like she wanted to say something… but she couldn't refute the fact.
"If I could go back-" Crystal started. She stopped, aware that every set of eyes was on her. Her eyes moving so she wasn't looking at anyone at all, she went on, "-I wouldn't do it again. I wouldn't want these powers."
"I'm so sorry, Crystal," Amy said.
Crystal shrugged.
"That's crazy," I said.
"Victoria," my mother's voice was stern. "We were just talking about sensitivity."
"But she can- you can fly, Crystal."
"And every time I do, it feels a bit like I'm still running away from those people," she said.
"That's a reality for many of us," my aunt Sarah said. A woman I'd associated with warm hugs, pumpkin cookies, and all of the cool 'my relative is a superhero' stuff without the 'also my parent' crap, except now she was talking from a place of darkness and hurting people.
"I hope I never get powers," my sister said. I saw Crystal nod.

• Infrared 19.10 where we see that Amy always remembered how Carol treated her

"I saw scenes from our childhood. Stuff to do with mom, Uncle Neil, and Dean. You were there."
"Fucking up?" she asked.
"Nah," I said. "Just there. Talking about Roaraxia and fantasy books."
"The talk," Amy said. Still without turning around.
Dot crawled up Amy and perched on her shoulder, sitting backwards so she could watch me. Wearing purple overalls with no shirt.
"Yeah. The talk. I'd mostly forgotten."
"I didn't. I couldn't pick up another book in the Roar series without thinking about mom getting on my case in front of everyone. Amy with no friends, no hobbies, she's small."
I looked at my mom. My mom was frowning.

• Gleam 9.2 has Victoria talking about how her and Amy were normal sisters, how Amy was a quiet but nice kid, and how they both felt weird about their fame influencing their relationships

I was no stranger to distorted thinking. Even before… before everything, I'd been swept up in it. As a child, wanting to belong to my family, being the odd one out, until I got my power. I'd later realized how lonely powers were.
The flip side of the coin applied too. Being the odd one in.
Amy had been the odd one in more than I had. Purely average in appearance, quiet, she hadn't been passionate about hobbies or about anything in particular. She'd liked movies from Aleph and when she was twelve she'd break her usual reserved, quiet composure to get way too excited if she checked the change slot of a vending machine or pay phone and found a quarter. And yet when we got to high school, she was automatically included in the group of popular students. The group with Dean, who was supposed to take over his dad's company, and with the star athletes and the star athletes' boyfriends and girlfriends.
I'd eventually looked beyond my bubble of thinking my sister was great because she was my sister and I fucking loved her, wondering why she was included in the group of popular students when she wasn't popular. Then I'd had to draw the eventual, inevitable conclusion, and wonder if I belonged to that group. Was I there just because my parents wore costumes and had flashy powers?
I'd settled in despite that. Amy had settled out- hanging out to keep me company, but not going out of her way to stick with the group. It had been easy for her to move in that direction, after I'd gotten powers. I'd been grateful for my earlier realization about the nature of the group, because it kept me real and provided a starting point for realizing where Dean was coming from, having come from money. I'd loathed it at the same time, because it cast doubt on every normal interaction.

• From Within 16.y has Mark regale Amy with a story about how much of an adorable child she was, how Victoria was more a problem child in ways, and how innocent she was in being flustered by a cute hair-dresser

Mark approached, stopping by a table, which he leaned against. "I remember, Amy, you hated to sit still for haircuts."
"I was a terrible child. I get it," Amy muttered.
"No, you were a wonder of a child next to the unholy terror that was Victoria," Mark told her. "And you're a fine woman now. I wish it wasn't such a hard journey to get from there to here, but I'm glad to be here with you in the present moment."
The words seemed to calm Hunter more than they affected Amy.
"You're trying to butter me up."
"You can touch me if you want to tell if I'm sincere."
"Can't. Focusing on Hunter."
"After then."
"No," Amy said. She was pacified, calmer. "No need."
She worked her way through Hunter's brain. There were triggers and flags everywhere. Certain perceptions, certain emotions, attitudes.
Hunter's power was involuntary.
"We'd give you candies to suck on so you couldn't complain while sitting in the chair," Mark said. "And on one particular visit, the last one with the candy, as you'll recall…"
Amy groaned.
"A new hairdresser came up, and she hugged you from behind, looked over your shoulder in the mirror, and she said something to the effect of, 'what would you like us to do, cutie?' She surprised the hell out of you-"
"That wasn't surprise."
"No?" Mark asked. And she could hear the change of tone. He rallied, "But you choked."
"I did choke."
"And you gagged," Mark said, his tone warm. "While you were trying to dislodge the candy. I was thumping your back. And then you threw up, onto the barber's bib, and it wicked straight down onto your shoes."
"I can't believe the world ended and I'm still hearing about it."
"You were inconsolable."

There's obviously more, including how in Worm, Amy single-handedly save the hostages in the bank fight from Skitter. Or how she feels gross about the idea of making people pay for healing.
Amy became a monster, but she was NEVER born bad.

Came across a long 1hr 30min taste (link here) testing video from four months ago of Keith from the Try Guys trying every flavor of Ben and Jerry’s. Even scoop shop exclusives, non-dairy and the more recent Topped flavors.
He tries all the flavors by conveyor belt, and gets a brief time to share his main impressions. He was visibly tired out by the end, and did say at times there were bits of previous ice cream in his mouth. He also tries a few ice cream with some crazy pairings by audience vote (taco shells! Hot sauce!)
His impressions align with some of this subreddit’s favorites, but conflicts with some favorites from Rhett and Link’s from Good Mythical Morning who really like peanut butter flavors in their own Ben and Jerry’s try every flavor video (part 1, part 2). Keith seems to enjoy most ice cream but does not enjoy cookie dough texture. Or perhaps the more bitter ice cream.
Keith said many of the Ben and Jerry’s flavors have similarities (80% similar) which I can agree with of what I tried. He goes over some of his favorites by the end and they tend to be the more different flavors.
He likes: * Phish Food (chocolate marshmallow) * Chocolate Fudge Brownie (good brownie) * their oatmeal cookie flavors (best cookie) * Churray for Churros * Pecan Pie (the pie crusts) * Chunky Monkey * Minter Wonderland (exclusive flavor; like Andes mint) * one of the scoop shop exclusive berry sorbet * prefers Peanut Butter Cup (mild) and PB Over the Top (best medium between mild and strong peanut butter) to Peanut Butter World (too strong for him, but Good Mythical Morning’s favorite peanut butter) * likes the Topped ice cream in general because of the flavor of the chocolate top * likes their cheesecake flavors (Pumpkin Cheesecake, Caramel Chocolate Cheesecake, and especially Cookies and Cream Cheesecake core) * some flavors with caramel (Lights! Caramel Action!) salty caramel gobs like Tony’s Chocolatey Love A-fair (special batch), Karamel Sutra core (the most caramel!) * Vanilla, the plain flavor
Dislikes: * He says all the non-dairy sucks but the FroYo versions are better in head to head challenges. Neither ever as good as the regular version though. * Does say Marshmallow Sky (Scoop shop) tastes like nothing
My thoughts: * I agree Phish Food deserves to be a fan favorite * I disagree with him about Change is Brewing. Think it’s an intense, flavorful, vivid coffee. He says it tastes like actual coffee because of coffee grounds which I’m all for!

I started an ice cream company where I take American classics and innovate them with flavors of different cultures. The cookies n cream is especially difficult because it’s more of a cookie dough, but people say it tastes like Oreos. Even though the texture is different can I still call it cookies and cream? I need to hear your thoughts on the names of the other flavors too!
Flavors: Chocolate Marble- black cocoa, black sesame, Madagascar vanilla ice cream
Honey Morning Bun- cardamom, masala chai, raw honey ice cream
Spiced Chocolate- cinnamon, piloncillo, Mexican chocolate
Three Milk Cake- whipped cream, dulce de leche, sweet cream
Prim Rose- rose and saffron
Pistachio H. Butter Cup- Brontë pistachios and sesame

I want to make white chocolate chip and almond cookies, but I'm wondering if I should reduce the amount of butter for the recipe since almonds are so oily. When I tried making almond cookies they always melt and spread a bunch...
Should I just decrease the butter or should I add flour? Thanks in advance!

It was one of the only LTOs I would be interested in trying.

1 cup peanut butter 1/2 cup sugar 1 egg 2-3 tbsps cinnamon (honestly however much u want) 1/4 cup semi sweet chocolate chips melted 1 tbsp vegetable oil
mix together peanut butter, egg, cinnamon and sugar and bake for 20 mins
melt chocolate chips and add oil bit by bit until it’s not super thick, once cookies are done and cooled a little bit dip the tops of the cookies into the chocolate and freeze / refrigerate !!:3

I found a recipe from my childhood that my family loved and want to make them. The fat in the recipe is half butter and half shortening. The cookies are delicious but I don’t like needing to buy an extra ingredient just to make them, and I’d just prefer a less processed alternative to shortening. I know it’s possible to sub butter for shortening, but would it negatively effect the flavor and texture of the cookies?
The recipe is for peanut butter cookies

OMG i just got this and im so in love. i got a medium iced latte w almond milk, one donut swirl and one butter pecan swirl. it tastes VERY SIMILAR to the starbucks seasonal sugar cookie iced latte (which is one of my favs) !!!!!
it’s not a 1:1 match but it’s close enough to satisfy my cravings outside of the holiday season. i definitely recommend!!