I dreamt last night that I was making Grandma Helen’s Chocolate Nut Balls.
These flourless cookies are a bit of a job because you have work the dough like clay, to soften it, before you can roll them into balls and coat them with sugar. They are, however, absolutely worth the effort.
How much work you have to put into them depends primarily on the amount of oil in the hazelnuts or almonds, so you never know until you begin. But this batch was particularly troublesome.
At one point, I was trying to pinch off a clump of dough to begin working with, and it just wouldn’t release. I dug my fingers into the hardened ball of dough, trying to pull of a lump to work with.
I woke up when my miniature Dachshund snapped at me because I was digging my fingers into her shoulder.
Her name? Cookie. Chocolate Chip Cookie.
Go ahead: analyze away.