By Nex Lowe
With the pure scent of peanut butter floating through the air, and the sound of my Mom’s country music booming in the kitchen, I always knew exactly what she was making. Since I was young, “Mama Cookies” has been a staple in my life. The rich taste, fluffy center, and endless amounts of chocolate chips will forever find its home deep in my stomach.
I’ve always remembered helping my Mom bake the cookies in our small suburban kitchen, where I stood tall on my stool, barely seeing over the granite countertop. I remember cracking the eggs each time, and each time dropping them on the floor for my childhood dog to lick up. When we’d get to making the dough, we would always save a handful of chocolate chips, and some balls of raw dough to snack on while the cookies baked, rising to their shape in the oven.
When my brother was born, the tradition continued. We would sit in our new kitchen, slightly larger as we’d moved to accommodate our new family member, baking our Mama Cookies. It was just the three of us and my dog looking for a snack, as we baked these cookies together. My brother used the stool I had once used to peer over the counter. On our apple-shaped ceramic plates, the cookies lay in a perfect pile, quickly devoured by the five of us living in our home.
My parents separated when I was 10 but we continued to make these cookies. My Dad was never quite the baking type, so one of the last things I asked my Mom for before she and my Dad separated was the “Mama Cookie” recipe, just in case. I never needed to use that recipe because I knew that when I returned to my Mom’s after a long week, there would almost always be those delicious “Mama Cookies” waiting on the counter for me to enjoy.
With the pure scent of peanut butter floating through the air, and the sound of my Mom’s country music booming in the kitchen, I always knew exactly what she was making. Since I was young, “Mama Cookies” has been a staple in my life. The rich taste, fluffy center, and endless amounts of chocolate chips will forever find its home deep in my stomach.
I’ve always remembered helping my Mom bake the cookies in our small suburban kitchen, where I stood tall on my stool, barely seeing over the granite countertop. I remember cracking the eggs each time, and each time dropping them on the floor for my childhood dog to lick up. When we’d get to making the dough, we would always save a handful of chocolate chips, and some balls of raw dough to snack on while the cookies baked, rising to their shape in the oven.
When my brother was born, the tradition continued. We would sit in our new kitchen, slightly larger as we’d moved to accommodate our new family member, baking our Mama Cookies. It was just the three of us and my dog looking for a snack, as we baked these cookies together. My brother used the stool I had once used to peer over the counter. On our apple-shaped ceramic plates, the cookies lay in a perfect pile, quickly devoured by the five of us living in our home.
My parents separated when I was 10 but we continued to make these cookies. My Dad was never quite the baking type, so one of the last things I asked my Mom for before she and my Dad separated was the “Mama Cookie” recipe, just in case. I never needed to use that recipe because I knew that when I returned to my Mom’s after a long week, there would almost always be those delicious “Mama Cookies” waiting on the counter for me to enjoy.
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Ingredients
1c brown sugar 1c white sugar 2c all purpose flour 1c chocolate chips (measured with your heart) 2 eggs 1c shortening 1c peanut butter Many cups of love 1 tsp baking powder 1 tsp baking soda |
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Instructions
--Place all ingredients in a bowl. Do not mix your batter between placing each ingredient. --Once you have added everything, mix with a hand mixer, or knead the cookie dough with your hands. Mix well until combined. --Roll into moderately-sized balls and place on a greased cookie sheet, and some to put in a bowl and keep at room temperature for later. --Bake in the oven at 325℉ for 8-10 minutes. --Enjoy! |
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Moms Country Playlist
Country Girl - Luke Bryan
Something In The Orange - Zach Bryan
Stick Season - Noah Kahan
Beautiful Crazy- Luke Combs
Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood
Austin - Dasha
Somebody Like You - Keith Urban
Whiskey Glasses - Morgan Wallen
Country Girl - Luke Bryan
Something In The Orange - Zach Bryan
Stick Season - Noah Kahan
Beautiful Crazy- Luke Combs
Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood
Austin - Dasha
Somebody Like You - Keith Urban
Whiskey Glasses - Morgan Wallen
Thank you for reading
Love you the most, Mom