I've been making chocolate chip cookies (from scratch) for Thanksgiving for the last 15 years (?). I put a question mark because I'm guessing on the number of years. It could be more or it could be less, but 15 is about right. This year however, there will be NO cookies. I made the decision not to make them a few days ago. I called my mom to make sure it was okay that I didn't make them and bring them over and she said, "that's fine" without any hesitation. It was a tough decision because I don't want to deprive others of the chewy, chocolaty, melty goodness (I mean, not to toot my own horn or anything, but they're REALLY good...after 15 or so years, it qualifies one as a MASTER chocolate chip cookie maker :-). But this year, it's about ME, and I don't know if I would be strong enough to make them and not eat them (and by "them" I mean the cookies that actually make it OUT of the oven, this doesn't even count the dough I would have to refrain from shoveling into my mouth...not that I've EVER shoveled large amounts of dough into my mouth :-).
Had I not been cutting out ALL sugar for the next two months, I don't know what my decision would have been regarding the cookies. Honestly, I think I would have made them and told myself that I would only have one. However, I've been down that road before in the last year (or lifetime :-), and I KNOW that one would turn into 5 within one sitting. I know ME and I know I wouldn't be able to stop. It doesn't matter what anyone says about "just eat it in moderation", because there is NO moderation with me when it comes to something like a homemade chocolate chip cookie. So this year, I'll have none and be okay with it, even if part of me is sad. Fight! Fight! Fight!!!!!
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