Science Experiments, Cookie Dough, How We Met

I pulled out the paint easel first thing this morning filled several cups with paint. I ran to get the paintbrushes in the other room, and when I came back, Henry was pouring out the cup of yellow paint…onto the floor.
Then, my Dad called and Henry took off running through the house covered in wet paint.
We decided to make cookies and do science experiments instead. We put water and food dye and salt into containers, and let Annabelle mix and measure.
Henry helped me stir up the cookie dough.
(We were making cookies for Chuck E.’s birthday. Chuck E. is a dear friend of mine who was the catalyst for bringing George and I together. He wrote a song for me called “Oh Marci” and George was his record producer as well as his record label President. We met at the record release party at the Viper Room in Hollywood, even though George lived in Massachussetts. When we saw each other, it was like lightning struck, but I had no intention of ever going to Boston and he didn’t like LA. But we kept tabs on each other over the next two years. When I decided to go to Harvard for grad school, I asked Chuck E. for “that guy from the Viper Room’s number.” He was the only person I had ever met from Massachussetts.)
ANYWAY, Henry dug into the cookie dough with the mixer with such gusto it stopped moving and started smoking.
So, now we’re back to handmixing with a wooden spoon.
We did all the measuring and stirring and I ran into the other room for a moment and when I returned, there was an empty bowl with green remnants in it sitting in the big bowl of dough. “Did Henry pour the green water into the dough?” I asked Annabelle. “Yes,” she answered.
The good thing is, we couldn’t even taste it. The cookies were delicious!

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