Chocolate sugar cookies. Decorated like dancing skeletons. Delicious and easy. Deceptively easy.
I gathered the ingredients.
The cookie part went well. Then it was time to create the skeletal images to match the magazine photo. As a side note, I'd be curious to know how long it took to create the perfect cookies for that photo shoot. I'm guessing a long, long time. Or at least that's the belief I'm clinging to.
I blame the icing. Despite following the recipe to the letter, it was too stiff. Ridiculously stiff. The resulting skeleton . . . if that's what it can be called . . . well, he was the first one eaten.
More milk in the icing. Still not right. Although this group had a skeletal alien quality that wasn't entirely unappealing.
Then, like Goldilocks, the third attempt was measurably more successful. Still some aliens in the crowd, but a few were beginning to bear some resemblance to their published likeness.
The completed horde of chocolate skeletons looked overwhelming. But they were devoured in under twelve hours. Obviously a testament to my cookie decorating skill.