While we
might have given the world the propagation of a non-phonetic language and genetically modified farm crops, all of that must
be forgiven when remembered that we, Americans, have also given the world
Chocolate
Chip Cookies and Dr.
Pepper.
The latter
more than atones for the grievances of the former.
South
Africa has many wonderful things that
aren’t found in America, Rusks for
example
(a lovely addition to either tea or coffee, the chocolate ones are the best).
But one of
the tragedies that is South Africa,
is that chocolate chips are only myths,
and chocolate chip cookies, things of legend.
After
having a hankering for chocolate chip cookies for days,
I was faced with the
dilemma: There are no chocolate chips.
However, I would not let this obstacle bar my path, and prohibit me from
accomplishing what I had set upon to do. Sugar, flour, even American brown
sugar I had in my possession, I would make these cookies.
This was not an
option.
If you
don’t have chocolate chips… you make them.
A big chocolate bar can be nicely
smashed into the perfect size chucks for cookies. As a close friend of mine
once said,
“‘Chocolate’ and ‘chunk,’ that combination of words has to be one of
my favorite word combos of all time.”
Making
the (above) cookies for non-Americans was probably the most enjoyable baking
experience of my life. For them, not having grown up with chocolate chip
cookies (if that isn’t heartbreaking I don’t know what is), they are still a
novelty. The expression of sheer joy on their faces when they bite into the
gooey center, and hearing the sentence made up of the five words
“May I have
another one?”
is all a baker wants in life.
Another
thing that is no small feat to acquire here in the lovely South Africa is only the best carbonated drink that has ever been created: Dr. Pepper. With
this being the case, think of my surprise when a friend pulled out some.
That’s
right, not knowing that it was my favorite drink of all time, I was handed a can of Dr. Pepper.


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