I love to bake! And while I am partial to quick and
easy recipes (I mean, who isn’t?) sometimes the more complicated ones have the
biggest payoff! One of my absolute FAVORITE cookie recipes is an old Italian
one that was passed to me from my mother. RAINBOW COOKIES! While a little on
the complicated side, once you’ve mastered the art of the rainbow cookie, you
know you’ve elevated your baking game to that whole new level! Good luck,
godspeed, May the Force Be With You, ValarMorghulis, It is Known, This is the
Way…
DeVivo’s Rainbow Cookies
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Ingredients
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Materials
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1.
8 oz. can of
Almond Filling
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Three bowls |
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2.
6 sticks of
butter (softened)
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Wax paper |
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3.
2 cups sugar
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Three large cookie/baking pans |
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4.
8 eggs
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Electric mixer |
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5.
2 teaspoons
almond extract
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Small bowl for egg whites |
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6.
4 cups flour
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7.
Red food
coloring
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8.
Green food
coloring
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9.
1 jar apricot
preserves
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10.
1 jar raspberry
preserves
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11.
1 package Toll
House mini chocolate chips
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1. Oven at 350
2. Separate the egg whites into a small bowl. Beat with the mixer until they are thick and stiff
3. Mix the yolks, almond filling, softened butter, almond extract & sugar in one of the large bowls
4. Beat in the flour to the mixture
5. Fold in the whites to the mixture a little at a time. This is a very gentle process! 😊
6. Separate the mixture into three parts – so this way you have batter in each of the three bowls. It won’t be exact, so you’ll have to eyeball it. It helps if the three bowls are the same or at least the same size.
7. Leave one bowl WHITE. Use the food coloring to color the others (one red, one green)
8. Grease one of the pans and line it with wax paper. GREASE the paper.
9. Pour the white batter onto the pan and spread it out like a giant rectangle shape. Try to have it even with no “breaks” in the batter.
10. Bake for 15 minutes
11. When done, flip the contents of the pan onto another pan (CAREFULLY) and remove the wax paper. Spread the apricot preserves on top. You will really only use half the jar for this.
12. Do the same with the other colors. Grease sheets and even out the batter. Bake for 15 minutes each.
13. When the second batter is finished, flip that on top of the layer with the apricot preserves (CAREFULLY)! Remove the wax paper and spread the raspberry preserves. (again, probably half the jar).
14. Finally, the third color goes on top of the raspberry preserves. Leave the wax paper on and press down to hold everything together.
15. Put in refrigerator overnight.
16. Heat up the chocolate chips so you have a spread. Remove the wax paper from the tray and spread the chocolate on top. **you don’t want the chocolate to be on too thick, or else it will be hard to cut
17. Back in the refrigerator for about an hour (give or take) to let the chocolate harden and settle.
18. Cut into cookie squares and serve.
19. ***the edges will be all messed up,
but that’s ok. I make a separate cookie bucket I call “THE REJECTS”. Reject
cookies are still delicious! They just aren’t pretty to look at. 😊😊
Excerpt
Dan reaches over to his bag and pulls out his math book. In the front pouch, I notice a small novel with a black cover. “Hey,” I say, nodding my head in the backpack’s direction. “Whatcha reading?”
“Uh, nothing,” he answers, shrugging his shoulders.
I put out my arms and tap my fingers together like a baby grasping at something. “Lemme see it!”“Nah. It’s really nothing,” he repeats, but he’s unconvincing, and it makes my curiosity burn a hole in my brain.
Kit’s curiosity is piqued as well, so she stands up and moves behind the chair with the backpack. “Now, now,” she sings. “No secrets here, Dan!” She grabs the bag from the chair and pulls out the book. “The Satanic Bible?”
Dan quickly shoots up from the chair, snatches the book away from her, and cradles it to his chest as to hide the cover from us. “Shhhh…” he admonishes as he looks side to side, assessing if my mother was in the vicinity or not.
I hold out my hand again. “What are you reading that for?” I ask. “Give it here.”
Reluctantly, he turns the book over to me, and I examine the cover, the spine, and the back like an investigator studying a piece of crime-scene evidence. Only, I don’t have on rubber gloves. I’ve known about this book. Heard about it. Knew the story of the author, Dr. Anton LaVey, and his Church of Satan. Practically, every youth ministry I had attended had mentioned the evil of this piece of literature at some point in time: If you even look at the book, you can be possessed. Being in its presence alone can have a profound effect on your heavenly soul. Dare not open or read the pages for fear of infiltration by a powerful demonic force. But as I actually hold the book for the first time in my life, I feel … nothing. No fear. No wonder. No spooky taboo. I press the book in my palms trying to feel for any ‘other-worldly’ vibrations or indication that if I open it up I will be damned to hell. But no. Nothing. Zip. Zilch. And more lies and deception from my past teachers come into clear view. “Dude. It’s just a book.”
“Yeah, I know it’s just a book,” he huffs, grabs it from me, and shoves it back into his bag.
The three of us sit back down in silence for a few minutes.
“You okay, man?” Kit asks, concerned.
“Yeah. Fine.”
Clearly, he’s not.
“Where’d you get it?” I ask.
“Why’d you get it?” Kit emphasizes.
Dan looks behind him and scans the kitchen again. Then, he moves his upper body slightly across the table as if to beckon me and Kit to huddle in. We oblige him and he speaks in a soft, hushed tone: “Thomas. This guy from my school. He got the connection with that Ricky kid and the Knights of the Black Circle.”
“The Knights of the Black Circle?” I ask. “What’s that?”
Dan glares at me and holds up his arm revealing the faded black circles drawn up and down his arm, over and over and over. I had thought they were just silly drawings borne out of boredom, but…
“They wanted him to read the book and know some stuff before they accepted him,” he continues. “Thomas said he could probably get me in, too, and told me what passages to study and shit.”
Kit’s pretty eyes widen, and her bangs touch her eyelashes again. “He knows the Acid King?”
A sneer forms on Dan’s lips and he nods. “Uh huh.”
“Wait,” I protest. “What are you talking about? Who are the Knights of the Black Circle?
What’s an Acid King?”
“The Knights…” Dan explains, “they’re a group. Local. They do stuff. They know stuff.”
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