30 seconds in an eleven minute cooking time is fairly significant.
But, yes, I'll do exactly what I want as far as baking is concerned.
(Or, in this case, exactly what the adoptive nephew wants )
Don't worry about it, Page.
You didn't come cross as rude to me.
I hope so. I'll be giving them to him in about twelve hours time. He should have got home earlier after a week's family holiday in London.
What Gary said.
And my oven always heats slightly faster on one side.
But the fact that they're for someone else helps show I didn't just go into the store and buy shop ones (full of additives to make them store longer, etc).
(And the wee fellow asked me to bake some more of my cookies.)
Did you actually read everything Albert had said there, Page?
He was saying he normally wouldn't make them before August.
(Mind you, I'd probably wait till even later in the year.)
(@Albert1434 God King??? You? Really??? )
Although I'm Irish, I was reared in the north of England.
Even though I've lived in Ireland almost half my life now, I still have a Coronation Street type accent.
They're for the son of a very good friend of mine.
He has actually adopted me as his Uncle Marty.
His older brother decided to adopt me as his god father when he was about 8. But that was ony because he'd found out that Harry Potter inherited his god father's house and other worldy goods after he'd died in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix...