The Only Chocolate Chip Cookie Recipe You’ll Ever Need

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Growing up on Cape Cod has its perks: beautiful beaches, summer baseball leagues, glowing sunrises and sunsets over the water, and as much seafood as you can stuff yourself with. Winters on the Cape are polar opposite: dark, gray, damp and deserted. So while I spent the summers galavanting around on the beaches and searching for hermit grabs, the winters were spent across the street at my gram’s bayside cottage learning the most important lessons in life from her: knitting, Manhattans and chocolate chip cookies.

Yes, according to my gram, if you were successful at these three things then you had all the keys to happiness and success. “Knitting to keep you warm, chocolate chip cookies to keep you sweet and full, and Manhattans to keep you sane.” So at the ripe age of 6 years old I started knitting, learning the art of the making the perfect Manhattan, and my gram’s secret chocolate chip recipe.

Over the years my knitting has improved, my Manhattan has saved me from insanity more times then it probably should have, and I’ve tweaked the cookie recipe to make it mine and even more delicious. Far too often my friends complain that their cookies come out hard, flat, oily, not cooked in the middle, teeth breaking, or burnt (turn your oven down Katie!) So I have finally caved and decided to share my grandmother’s tweaked chocolate chip cookie recipe with the world, hoping that it will forever replace the roll of Pillsbury cookie dough resting on your refrigerator shelves.

Mollie Flaherty

Mollie is a native Cape Codder who learned at an early age how to put a lobster to sleep, harvest cranberries, and dig for clams. After high school she followed her sense of adventure out west to the University of Wyoming where she graduated with marketing and communication degrees. She found herself making roots in Jackson, her fiance’s hometown, and using her sales skills combined with her love of anything delicious to join the Dishing sales team. She loves baking from scratch, large glasses of red wine, and hiking with her heeler, Newton. She’ll try anything, but remains a stuck up Cape Codder when it comes to seafood. If she didn’t catch it or see it come off the boat, don’t even try tempting her.

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