I am a creature of habit. If I force myself to do something over and over again, as annoying as it is at first, the task gets easier every day. Part of this process is repeating this statement over and over again, because if I train myself to become a creature of habit, well, perhaps one day it will be true.
On the one hand, I am and have been a creature of habit in the past, but on the other hand, I am incredibly stubborn… and sometimes lazy. Perhaps laziness happens as a result of being a creature of habit — because if I make being lazy a habit, well, then I’m back to square one, right?
When I was a kid, I would lose things. Coloring books and dolls at first, but as I got older, keys, sunglasses, and lip gloss would just get left behind, recklessly abandoned on a daily or a weekly basis. My dad, at one point, had an intervention. I remember his sigh of disgust, as in, are you kidding me, Sarah? You lost something again?
The trick, according to him, was to make sure everything had a place to go. I nodded, but also knew that this was also his way of trying to get me to keep my room clean (saw right through that, Dad). The solution that worked for me, however, was to essentially narrate my entire life in my head. Have you ever done that? Every time I put my keys down, I’d think to myself, I’m putting my keys down on my desk. Or, I’m leaving my sunglasses in my car tray.
It works for things. But there are still habits — like waking up early and eating well. I know that I should do both, but it’s hard to do when you stay up late and agree to go to happy hour four nights in a row. So this is my own personal intervention.
Now that it’s August, it almost seems like summer is wrapping up and we’re going to squeeze in every last drop of warm weather. But like every other summer, I find myself itching for fall. In fact, I replaced a pair of boots in July (re: they were on sale!).
These cookies were a symbol of lack of control. I made them a couple of weekends ago, when I had a Monday off. So what was two boxes filled with cookies gradually dwindled to one, and by Tuesday, I had eaten an entire box, so I hid them in my purse and handed them over to the coworkers.
This week was the beginning of my detox. My conscious effort to make a habit of not eating half a batch of cookies, and of not spending half of my paycheck on expensive dinners and cocktails. Tomorrow is a new day. But it does feel good, to set a goal and actually get into the habit of sticking to your guns. But the matcha cookies (and a last brunch at one of my favorite spots in DC) were some damn good indulgences, and I do not regret them.
Matcha almond cookies
1/2 cup butter, softened at room temperature
1/3 cup sugar
1/3 cup dark brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla extract
1 cup almond meal
1 cup all purpose flour
1/2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp baking soda
3 tbsp pure matcha green tea powder
Preheat your oven to 350 degrees, and prepare two baking sheets with parchment paper (or silicon baking mats).
In a mixing bowl, combine the flour, almond flour, salt, baking soda, and matcha powder, whisking until mixed. Set aside.
In a stand mixer, beat the butter and sugar together until fluffy — this should take about a minute or two. With the mixer on low, gradually add the vanilla extract, and then the egg. Slowly, add the dry ingredients into the mixer. Once you have a dough formed, scoop the cookie dough onto the baking sheets, leaving a couple of inches between scoops.
Bake for 12 minutes, and let the cookies cool. Enjoy with a cup of coffee or a glass of milk.