My first go at these cookies was not my finest hour. I expected crumbly, but not this.
I was amazed at the love and support I got from my fellow bakers. It really cheered me up...I can't thank you all enough. After all of the encouragement, I decided to try WPC again. I had received a wealth of suggestions from other bakers (add an egg, reduce the flour by 2 tablespoons and increase the butter by one tablespoon, mix until it forms a ball, etc.) and I wanted to try some of them. As I mixed the dry ingredients, the reason for my ultra crumbly cookies came to me...in doubling the recipe, I made a mistake in weighing my flour and added quite a bit more than the recipe called for. This time, I ended up making the recipe as written, but did mix it quite a bit more, and I used chopped chocolate instead of the mini chips.
Again, I was giddy thinking about them at work today, but this time because my dough resembled that in the other bakers' photos. After dinner, I sliced some off (I just got this creepy feeling that I'm living the movie Groundhog Day!), baked them off and waited for them to cool before gingerly trying to lift one off the cookie sheet. I tasted it in all its oozy chocolate goodness...
I felt like screaming, crying, fainting, high-fiving, moaning, singing, all at once. Instead, a peaceful sigh escaped my lips before I reached for another. Sometimes, I thought, you just have to give peace a chance.