Since the theme of my County Fair cookie jar was “Cabin Cookies,” I figured it would be appropriate to bake half of my cookies at the cabin.

Getting ready to prepare my first batch of dough, I entered the kitchen and remembered that my amazing KitchenAid mixer was back at home. A man without his mixer. Sad.

Then I saw an old friend, my old Sunbeam Mixmaster that I had replaced with the KitchenAid. The same Sunbeam mixer that I had brought up to the cabin. The same Sunbeam that had prepared so many cookies for me. The same Sunbeam, whose name “Mixmaster” still brings a smile to my face. Unfortunately, the same Sunbeam that probably felt somewhat scorned. Replaced. Awkward moment.

Me, “Hello, you. It’s been a long time.”

Sunbeam, “Yes. Yes, it has.”

Me, “What do you say we make a few more cookies together?”

Sunbeam, “What? Has the KitchenAid left you for a professional baker? I hear she whisks a mean meringue.” (Ouch!)

Me, “Well, you see, I need you. We were a great team. Plus, now that you are the official ‘Cabin Mixer’ it seems so right. By the way, you look great. Have you been working out?”

Sunbeam, “Don’t try to butter me up. You had me at ‘hello.’”

The Mixmaster and I. One last spin.  By the way, “Nice hair, Paulsen.  It’s called a comb, use one.”

Well, needless to say, we made beautiful cookies together. The Mixmaster and Cookie Dave. Together again for one last championship. It felt so right. Oh and by the way, please don’t tell my KitchenAid.

Oh and one more thing, I got to hold this adorable little biscotti cookie dough baby. Cute and tasty, too. Please, just don’t tell the KitchenAid.