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I want to tell you all about these super simple, super sweet, super everything triple chocolate cookies, but first, I need to tell you about the super hilarious absurdity that is my life. About one of those moments where you’re uncertain, embarrassed, and possibly even peeing your pants with terror. I need to tell you about skiing.

Big Sky

This past week, we made the trek to Big Sky, Montana for a weekend of skiing with our friends. All and all, it was a great trip, complete with lots of laughter, a few new jokes, and (bonus!) no major injuries. While I had a terrific time, there’s no denying that I experienced a bit of anxiety. You see, this was only my second ski trip ever, my first being about two years ago when we visited Park City, Utah. Ohh, that first trip was a doozie.

I got to Park City determined to dominate the sport, and the first morning of ski school went by with flying colors. Strap on boots- check. Snap on skis- check. Walk with skis on, learn the pizza wedge, figure out how to get on the magic carpet- check, check, check. I was a natural. In my mind, I had graduated from the bunny slopes and was totally prepared for anything. We went down a few dinky runs (one was called “The Turtle” if that gives you any indication of the speed I was moving), and after a few successful runs, I was cocky enough to George Jefferson myself to the big leagues.

A Dose of Humility

Let’s sidebar for a few words of wisdom: a little humility goes a long way. I highly recommend participating in a few activities each year that you utterly suck at, because it’s not cool to be good at everything. Nobody likes the guy or gal who makes everything look effortless. Sometimes you need a little snow shoved in your face to remember that you aren’t the king of the world. Sometimes you need to look like an obese marshmallow sliding recklessly down a snowy abyss to keep your head out of the clouds.

To be clear, I was not ready for the big leagues. I wasn’t even ready to leave The Turtle. I got up to the top of that mountain (read: barely halfway up the side of a slightly more challenging, baby-sized green run), and the wheels fell off. Fear completely took over and I forgot everything I had learned in my morning of ski school. I felt like I was flying down the mountain, and not in a cool, sporty, Lindsey Vonn kind of way. It was more of like a car-on-fire-driving-through-an-oil-spill, bear-running-with-his-head-stuck-in-a-beehive, Mario-skidding-out-of-control-on-Donkey-Kong’s-banana-peel kind of way. I was like a bat out of hell with zero control and it. was. terrifying.

Falls Down Mental and Physical Mountains

After falling, I don’t know, maybe 30 times, it was game over. My chest got tight and I could feel my eyes burning with tears, and I knew there was no way I could make it down in one piece. Absurdly, I had probably only gone 20 yards total so far- there was a long way to go.

Although I made a pact after that trip to never ski again, I got suckered into the trip that happened this past weekend. I’m proud to say that I made some improvements, and am actually looking forward to another ski trip in the future. Although I’m still pretty amateur hour and there’s still a bit of anxiety, I skied, I didn’t cry, and darnit, that’s just about all I need to convince myself that there’s hope. The moral of the story is this: be brave enough to try new things. Don’t let anyone (including yourself) tell you you can’t do something. If you fall off the horse (or the mountain), get back on again. And finally, if you’re skiing for the first time and have previously birthed 2 children, adult diapers are your friend. (TMI? Check yes or no.)

Triple Chocolate Cookies

These triple chocolate cookies have absolutely nothing to do with skiing. Nothing. But they’re kinda perfect cookies, and lest you think I’m some kind of magical genie who does everything in life as well as I baked these treats, you now have embarrassing evidence of that time I wet my pants and cried my way down a tiny snow-covered hill. Remember, humility is good, right?

The Ingredients

A dark chocolate cookie dough, chewy and soft-baked, with semisweet and white chocolate chips, these triple chocolate cookies are every chocolate lover’s dream. The dough is relatively simple and almost pitch-black thanks to the addition of dark cocoa powder. Once a few of the regulars are added (eggs, vanilla, flour, etc.), we toss in the chocolate chips. You can use any of your favorites, but since the dough is dark and slightly salty, I like the sweetness of semi and white chocolate. If you like extra salty cookies, you can add a sprinkling of sea salt at the end like I did. It makes these cookies look extra fancy and balances out the sweet chocolate chips.

A friend who tried these triple chocolate cookies  told me that they tasted like the Domino cookies at Subway, and somehow, that is in no way disappointing. I love the familiarity of this cookie, and respect it for its crowd-pleasing abilities. Triple chocolate cookies sound decadent and special, yet somehow are approved by the masses- anyone can enjoy this treat. Unless they don’t like chocolate, in which case, their vote doesn’t count.

I’d love to hear about your skiing tips or recommendations- does anyone have a favorite place to vacay? Brett and I are planning to take another trip next winter so that I can improve my skills before our kiddos are old enough to hit the slopes. If we happen to see each other on the mountain, my advice to you is this: stay out of my way. Newbie over here, remember? Give these triple chocolate cookies a try and let me know what you think! Cheers and happy Wednesday!

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