I have long lamented on this site and elsewhere that I suck at baking. Cookies, cupcakes, pies – you name it and I’ll find a way to screw it up. I finally figured out the cause of my horrible track record and – at 40 years of age – it took my mommy to point out the error of my ways.

You know those bricks of butter you get at the supermarket? You know how they have the measurement on the wrapper (1/4 cup, 1/2 cup, etc)? Well I’ve always – like, for 30 years – thought that one of those bricks was one cup of butter. Turns out it’s actually two cups

Did you know this? I did not know this. So, if a recipe called for a half cup of butter, I would cut the brick in half and throw it in, thereby adding a full cup of butter. Then I’d wonder why my cookies were so floppy and greasy. The same goes for countless cakes, banana breads and sauces.

I’ve been giving myself killer heartburn for 30 years, people. It’s even worse for the Serb: he revamped his diet and exercise a few years ago after suffering from some disconcerting heart flutters. He’s now in amazing shape and healthier than ever, but he’s convinced I’ve been trying to kill him with cookies.

I'm not a crappy baker; just an idiot.

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