Best yet, it starts off looking so innocent, so tame. It's just unsalted butter melting peacefully in my favorite pan. A pan that has literally been used only for special deliciousness like browned butter.
As you smell the butter melt, it starts to froth. The key to delicious melted butter is patience. The temp has to be low, and you have to watch it constantly. (See the correlation to Rose...?)
After a little patience, the shallow blond gets deeper and darker...and you'll be drooling as you stir, non-stop.
Then, just when you feel success in your bones, the dang butter decides to with draw and hide all of its best qualities.
Stirring feverishly as you worry, your sense of smell amps up. The entire success of this cookie relies on your ability to sense when the butter had had just enough heat to be amazing, not burnt. This is no time for panic.
Cause all of a sudden, the most tantalizing smell teases the taste buds,ore importantly you feel it's time . You can see past butter's protective layer to a rich, beautiful layer.
It has to cool and settle for what feels like eons before this highly nurturerd butter can blend into a recipe to create cookies suitable for President Obama. There is no rushing greatness.
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