When it comes to cooking and baking, I like to live by the motto, ‘more is always more.’
Forget the recipe- if you really love something (like I love vanilla) a little extra pinch or two isn’t going to ruin your recipe. Now I wouldn’t go completely overboard on anything and everything, but I think a ‘liberal’ amount rather than a perfectly measured amount of that one ingredient you really love (an extra handful of chocolate chips, a dash more nutmeg or cinnamon, a splash more of vanilla…) will only make you love what you’re making that much more!
And let’s be honest, whoever said ‘less is more’ was a fool when it comes to to the good things in life- more is always more… which leads me to a confession. I have another great love in baking/cooking– butter. Blame it on my southern heritage and the south’s collective love of all things delicious and fattening, but I just love the taste of butter. And gladly, I’m not alone in my butter love. My entire family (even the dog- we once caught him eating an entire stick of butter we had left to soften on the counter) loves butter. We’re generally pretty health conscious and don’t go slathering everything in sight with butter, but the holidays are a time to indulge. So naturally, almost everything in our Thanksgiving feast includes- yep, you guessed it- heaping amounts of butter.