*Names have been changed in this story to protect… the guilty (me).
When I was playing volleyball for Long Beach State in the mid 90s, the men’s and the women’s teams were a pretty tight knit group. We hung out together, went out dancing together, had classes together, dated, and knew each other’s parents. Among the favorites of all of the parents was Suzy* who was the mom of one of the guys on the men’s team. Suzy is beyond tall, is always sun-kissed tan, has the perfect natural shade of sandy blonde hair, and a gorgeous twinkle in her sky blue eyes. And on top of it all, Suzy can bake. She used to bring bags of frozen chocolate chip cookies for her son and all of his friends. And they were delicious.
At one point, I was dating Suzy’s son’s best friend. So we all trundled down to San Diego to Suzy’s house for a few home-cooked meals and lots of beach volleyball. When we arrived, the guys headed out to the beach and I stayed behind to help Suzy with dinner prep and cookie baking. As she got her cookie recipe out, I raved about the cookies, and how everyone loved them, then followed up with a question, “May I copy down your recipe?”
“No.” Suzy was also known for being a Dr. Laura-type no-nonsense woman. She explained that it was her recipe and she didn’t share. My duties were to man the mixer and start it when she had added all the ingredients.
I’m not going to lie; I was hurt. And mad. I mean, really? Who doesn’t share recipes?
The rest of the weekend was lovely. Fun, sun, delicious bar-be-ques. On our last evening there, the kids all went out to a few local bars and had a grand old time. When we got back to Suzy’s house, we were all ready to turn in as we were going to head back to Long Beach early the next morning. And when I turned out the light in my perfectly darling guest room, the idea hit me: I was going to get that cookie recipe. The boys were all sleeping on the floor in the living room; so sneaking around the kitchen would be tenuous, at best. Nonetheless, I had the courage of a few adult beverages behind me, and I was on a mission.
I crept down the stairs and blindly started going through drawers. These were the days before cell phones, so I had no instant flashlight, and I couldn’t just snap a picture of the recipe when I found it. Soon, I found a paper and pen, and after a few drawers of kitchen utensils and canned goods, finally found her recipe box and scribbled the recipe as quickly as I could, completely undetected. Thank you, margaritas.
We packed up the next morning, ate the breakfast burritos Suzy made for us, and I never looked back! I’m a thief and I have no remorse. None.
So today, I will share with you my stolen cookie recipe. They really are delicious and I giggle every time I make them. I hope you enjoy!
Suzy’s Chocolate Chip Cookies
2¼ c. flour
1 tsp. baking soda
½ tsp. salt
1 c. shortening
1 tsp. vanilla
¾ c. white sugar
¾ c. brown sugar
1 12 oz bag toll house semi-sweet chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 375.
Mix flour, salt, and baking soda separately. In the mixing bowl of a mixer, beat together shortening, vanilla, and sugars until creamy. Add eggs one at a time and beat well. Slowly add flour mixture and beat on low speed until well incorporated. Once all flour is added, stir in chocolate chips.
Drop by heaping tablespoons onto cookie sheet and bake for 9 minutes.