I hadn't read the recipe, quickly perusing the required matériels
To participate in the "cookie making", the event at the big house
Past the locked gates, situated along the winding, narrow road.
It was very dark.
The recipe surely included flour, butter and perhaps some eggs, but
Would the batter be too thick for the whisk, or too thin for the kneading
Bring both, she said, she, who had forgotten the details
(Written in German, yet!)
Imagining that we would share the KitchenAide mixer, the pink one
(That my husband had bought me for Valentine's Day),
And finding that everyone brought their own.
The hostess diligently instructed us, and I watched her,
Deciding to do the mixing very differently,
And of course, choosing to cut shapes in the dough,
Completely differently, with animals shapes instead of stars,
Without the nuts, so I could get them done more quickly and
Retreat to my small house, situated in a crowded neighborhood
Where anyone can go, where anyone can walk, where no one will
Notice that you are not from here.
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