A Good Chocolate Chip Cookie {for my dad}

June 18, 2015

A Good Chocolate Chip Cookie {for my dad} | Faring Well | #vegan #recipes

Something wonderful happened the summer before my senior year of college. Up until this point, my dad and I’s relationship had been “rocky”. As a kid, I idolized him. Time with dad was the BEST. I was a handful, but he got me, and we were buds. Then as I reached my awkward middle-school-age years (WHY do those have to exist? Can’t we find a way to skip over those horrible, self-conscious years where we are helplessly searching for our identity in a popularity contest run by a handful of 11 to 13 year olds? Anyways…) those lovely hormones kicked in and the generation-gap began to show itself between my dad and I. We fought, we struggled to communicate, and sometimes didn’t communicate at all for long periods of time. Neither of us were perfect, and both messed up several attempts to “get” each other. I moved out when I turned eighteen and went to college. At this point we barely spoke of anything more complex than the weather to keep from arguing.

After three years of minimal interaction with my dad while I was at school, there was a break in my apartments’ leases. I needed to move home for a few weeks while I waited for the condo I was moving into to be ready. Previous to my moving home there had been some healing in my family, relationship-wise, between my parents and younger brother. Our home had gone from tense quarters (to put it lightly and keep if brief) to a place of reconciliation and renewal. I had not known all the effects this would have until I returned for those few weeks. When I did, something clicked. A veil was lifted from my eyes and I, for the first time, saw what an inconsiderate, selfish, immature, naive daughter I had been for so many years. I saw all the love, sacrifice, and pain my parents had gone through to raise my brother and I – or at least enough to blow my mind, and break my heart. I saw my dad. My dad. Someone who had given his life for me, over and over again, no matter how impossible it was to communicate with me. No matter how drastically I screwed up or hurt his feelings. He was there, he was always there. Anything I’ve ever needed, my dad has made sure I received. He’d drop whatever he was doing in a heartbeat to be at my side, which he did on several occasions. Even if he was furious with me – he was there. The years of his life he worked to provide for us, sometimes all seven days of the week. Exhausted, over-burdened, undervalued – but he was still there. Loving us, trying his best, and falling short at times under all the stress and sacrifice the circumstances of our life brought and required of him.

Now here enters grace. This is what I had been missing up until this point. Seeing my dad as a human being who, just like the rest of us, requires grace. The moment the veil was lifted, my heart broke. Not only was I able to completely forgive my dad for all the little mess-ups I had been holding onto for so long, stewing an ugly bitterness inside of me, but I was able to show him grace. After all, hadn’t he shown me just that? After years of screwing up countless times myself, he still loved me, hugged me, laughed with me, and would do anything for me. It was then I saw the strongest, most incredible man in the world – someone I admire, look up to, and would be lucky to be half the person he is – sitting in front of me, trying to love me well. I decided to not move into the condo. I stayed home, and those few weeks turned into a few years. Years I wouldn’t exchange for anything else in the world. I got to renew my relationship with my parents and brother. The person, however, who’s relationship with me required the most repairing was the one I stuck around for – and the one that to this day is my rock, my anchor, my dad.

You are my go-to on questions pertaining to, well, anything. You gave me love for the outdoors, nature, camping, and making life an adventure. You taught me to “never cry over spilt milk” and that “family is everything.” Despite my resistance to your advice growing up, I still recall and use it now after realizing its immense value. Your words weren’t white noise, they stuck. And I know that if I were able to retain all of the knowledge you possess my fuzzy little head would explode. So I’ll continue to come back to you time and time again for help, and hopefully some of those times I’ll come bearing cookies. Thank you for being my dad. I’m so honored to be your daughter. Happy Father’s Day.

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I asked myself the other week, “what is the food that most reminds me of my dad?” and immediately chocolate chip cookies came to mind. Specifically chocolate chip cookie dough. Anytime I was making cookies growing up, my dad was notorious for sneaking around the corner of the kitchen, with a spoon in hand, ready to scoop up some of my cookie dough out of the mixing bowl when I had my back turned. I usually would whirl around just as he was enjoying his reward and scold him for digging into my reserves, for fear that “I wouldn’t have enough to make all the cookies I need!” What the heck was wrong with me? HELLO. Cookie dough is pure magic, and needs to be shared. Which is why I now share cookie dough with everyone in the room every time I make a batch. I’ll even save some on a spoon for Scott in the refrigerator if he isn’t home while I’m baking so he doesn’t miss out on the treat. I’ve had this recipe in my back pocket for a while now, and was going to hold out on sharing it until I came up with a version free of processed sugar, but I decided – what the heck – I’ll give you both versions! My dad would have preferred the one with all the sugary crystals anyhow.

I realize there are an overload of chocolate chip cookie recipes floating around the planet claiming to be “the best”, but is there really one? I like several, and this is a good one. So here is my good chocolate chip cookie recipe. If you’re craving a soft and chewy center, with crispy outer edges, this cookie is for you. Just be sure to share some of the dough.

(Side-note: Dad, how did you always have a spoon in your hand when I was baking?! Did you prepare beforehand? Have one stashed away in your bedroom for when the opportune time struck? How did you always do it! You had some serious cookie-dough-stealing skills.)

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Makes 3 dozen cookies.

Tid-Bits: These require a bit of chilling time (30 minutes) so plan accordingly to keep from being totally bummed when you whip this recipe out needing to stuff your face with cookies ASAP. I’ve also made these with buckwheat flour instead of oat flour and they came out super tasty (in case you have some buckwheat laying around that you’re trying to us up).

2 tablespoons chia seeds + 3 tablespoons water
3/4 cup organic mascobado sugar
3/4 cup organic cane sugar
3/4 cup coconut oil* as a liquid
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 1/4 cup whole spelt flour
1 cup oat flour
1 cup rolled oats
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon baking powder aluminum free
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup mini semi-sweet chocolate chips or your favorite dark chocolate bar, chopped

*Unrefined coconut oil will give you a nice coconut-y flavor in these cookies (which I use in this recipe and love), but if you wave the anti-coconut-flag, use refined coconut oil instead (it’s neutral tasting, you won’t even know its there!).

Begin by stirring the chia seeds and water together in a small cup, set aside to let it “set up” into a chia egg. About 5 to 7 minutes.

Combine the flours, oats, baking soda, baking powder, and salt in a medium size mixing bowl. Mix well using a fork. In a smaller mixing bowl, combine the sugars and coconut oil. Add the chia egg to the wet sugar mixture and stir together. Pour the wet mixture into the dry and mix until it just starts coming together, then add the mini chocolate chips (or chopped dark chocolate). Mix well until fully combined.

Set the bowl of cookie dough in the refrigerator to chill for 30 minutes. After 20 minutes of chilling, set the oven to preheat at 350F. Once the oven is preheated, remove the bowl of cookie dough from the refrigerator, and scoop out about 1 1/2 to 2 tablespoons worth of cookie dough at a time, rolling into balls and placing on a parchment lined cookie sheet. I use a cookie scoop to keep my hands from warming up the dough. If rolling into balls using your hands, handle the dough quickly. Press down on the cookie dough balls slightly with your fingers to flatten a bit. Place in the oven and bake for 8 to 10 minutes (mine were perfect at 9). Slide the parchment off of the baking sheet once you remove them from the oven to keep from over-baking. Let cool on the counter (or transfer to a wire rack).

Store uneaten cookies in an airtight container at room temperature. They are best if eaten within 3 to 4 days to keep from tasting stale. The cookie dough can be refrigerated for up to a week. Or frozen in tightly sealed packaging for up to a month. Just make sure to thaw the dough in the refrigerator before baking. The dough can go straight to the oven from the refrigerator, however!

I highly recommend accompanying a plate of these with a nice, cold glass of almond milk. Happy baking!

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  • Reply Anna June 18, 2015 at 7:16 am

    these are so simple yet so perfect!!! I think that the food that reminds me of my dad are chillies because he loves everyhting spicy hahah


    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:00 am

      Aw thanks Ana! And thats awesome, food + memories are powerful!

  • Reply Lena June 18, 2015 at 8:50 am

    Oh yes, so much yes. Those cookies look heavenly (chewy center + crispy edges forever!) Oh and… well I guess that’s a pretty annoying question for a foodblogger, but: where are these blue plates from? I think I just fell in love. Thank you xx

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:01 am

      Thanks Lena! They are our go-to cookie in this house for sure. And I don’t use any blue plates here… But there is a gray one? Maybe that’s the one you like? If so, its from Crate & Barrel.

  • Reply Michelle @ Hummingbird High June 18, 2015 at 8:53 am

    What a beautifully written and heartfelt post, Jessie! I can really feel the love, forgiveness, and everything in between that you have for your family. You are amazing.

    Also, so are these cookies.

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:01 am

      Michelle, thank you. My family is truly wonderful and I’m so glad to get to share a bit about them and celebrate them here in this space. I think you are pretty amazing too :)

  • Reply dorota / plants on the plate June 18, 2015 at 9:36 am

    As I read this, I am sitting on my parents’ bed in a rental room, because they’ve decided to force me to take a couple of days off from studying during the most nerve-wracking exam session i’ve had in my career and organized me a last-minute getaway to our rainy seaside. 24 hours within me calling to cry. My dad got a little tipsy – he also had a lof of steam to blow off – and won’t stop telling me how proud he is of me. I maaay be crying a little. Everything I grew up to be is because of my parents’ effort. My dad driving me around to extracurriculars and making me study, sometimes with yelling, giving me lots of wonderful – even if difficult to accept – insights and advice. Teaching me to dream and treat those dreams as plans. Always, always, always being there for me. To hug me. To tell me I’m being ridiculous and unreasonable. To show me that a lot of things are insignificant and not worth my worries. To let me do things my own, stubborn, childish way, so that I could learn, and I can’t even being to imagine how hard that must have been. I used to get so angry at my dad for not always saying the things I’ve wanted to hear, for making me work hard, for not doing things instead of me when he easily could have. I used to get angry that he would ask me questions, set curefews. Was I grateful when I still lived with them? Of course not – in fact, I was horrible. It took me getting to know a bunch of other families to understand that I am exceptionally lucky, with one the most caring, devoted, and loving parents I know. Now I am super crying and off to hug my dad. A wonderful post.

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:03 am

      Dorota, this was beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing. What lucky girls we are to have dads like we do. I hope you got to go give him a big squeeze after writing this. And that you’re getting some much needed rest at this lovely sounding getaway! <3

  • Reply Sydney | Modern Granola June 18, 2015 at 10:50 am

    I found this post to be incredibly sweet. Thank you for sharing a piece of your heart this morning.
    These cookies sound so scrumptious! I’m seriously craving them now. I can’t wait to give these a try!

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:03 am

      Sydney – you’re so sweet! Thank you for reading it :) hope you get to give these cookies a try super soon! <3

  • Reply Kalee @ The Crowded Table June 18, 2015 at 12:44 pm

    What a beautifully written post! It sounds like you have a pretty awesome dad. :) These cookies look delectable, too!

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:04 am

      Thanks so much Kalee, and I so do. He is the best. And thank you for the cookie love! :)

  • Reply Sophie June 18, 2015 at 1:23 pm

    This was such a beautiful post! Incredibly touching. And those cookies!! Can’t wait to try them.

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:04 am

      Thanks so much Sophie! So super kind of you. Hope you get to try them soon! Yay! <3

  • Reply Jess June 18, 2015 at 5:11 pm

    Beautiful post (the cookies sounds pretty freakin good too!).

  • Reply Kathryn June 19, 2015 at 2:26 am

    This is one of the most beautiful tributes to a dad that I’ve ever read. I love the searing honesty with which you write and the love that you have for your dad just shines through. Plus, there are cookies!

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:05 am

      Kathryn, thank you so so much. That means a ton. And yes! There are cookies! Haha always a win ;)

  • Reply lynsey | lynseylovesfood June 19, 2015 at 5:20 am

    yowza what a beautiful post. my heart is so swollen. plus chocolate chip cookies are my favourite so you killed it on all fronts. great job lady! xo

    • Reply Faring Well June 19, 2015 at 7:06 am

      Thanks so much Lynsey, you’re the best! <3

  • Reply Sus @ roughmeasures.com June 20, 2015 at 7:58 am

    Thank you for this lovely, honest post. I struggled dealing with my relationship with my dad when I was growing up, it wasn’t bad, at all, it just wasn’t how I wanted it to be. But over the years we have worked on it, (and I stopped being a stroppy teenager!) and it’s now in a really good place. Growing up is hard and we take it out on those closest to us.
    Your dad sounds awesome and I bet he is the proudest dad ever right now. These cookies look totally amazing and I want one in my hand right now please. x

    • Reply Faring Well June 23, 2015 at 7:16 am

      Thanks so much for your comment Sus <3 growing up is definitely hard and its so true how we take it out on the ones we love the most! Wish I could share these cookies with you now, hope you get to make a batch soon!

  • Reply Sarah | Well and Full June 20, 2015 at 10:05 am

    Wow Jessie. Your words really moved me. I found a lot of similarities between your words about your dad and the experiences I’ve had with mine. I, too, was a horribly awful teenager and gave my parents more grief than they ever could have deserved. My dad and I weren’t able to reach each other for many years. Even now, figuring out how to communicate is a learning experience. But as I’ve gotten older I’ve realized the immense value of the virtues my father has instilled within me, and the lack of moral fiber I would have had without him. I really appreciate you writing about your relationship with your dad in such a candid way. It’s made me give thought to my own dad and take a moment of gratitude for him :)

    • Reply Faring Well June 23, 2015 at 7:17 am

      This made me smile so huge. Thank you Sarah. I’m glad it had such a positive effect on you and made you give thought to your dad and the gratitude you have for him <3

  • Reply Shelley | Sevengrams June 20, 2015 at 3:38 pm

    I’m impressed with how many cookies actually made it into the oven, considering how utterly delicious the raw dough is. Your recipe combo sounds fab, and I agreed, one can never have too many chocolate chip cookie recipes! The story about your dad warms my heart and makes me think of those few awkward years as well. Thanks for sharing lady xx

    • Reply Faring Well June 23, 2015 at 7:18 am

      Aw thanks Shelley! And I know, that dough, too good! Definitely had a few scoops for you all. Hope you’re having a great week! <3

  • Reply Sasha Swerdloff || TENDING the TABLE June 20, 2015 at 7:01 pm

    These look delicious and this is such a sweet way to honor your dad. I can totally relate to the ups an downs of the father-daughter relationship and am so glad you shared this post and this recipe. Finding grace or compassion for another is sometimes the hardest thing, but once you find it you wonder why it took so long. It’s something we should all strive for every day. And thanks for reminding me to share the cookie dough…

    • Reply Faring Well June 23, 2015 at 7:21 am

      Thank you so much Sasha, that means a ton. It can be hard to write about family and life – especially our dads. There is something special about the father-daughter relationship that I think we can all relate to. And its so true about showing grace. Once you show it its so apparent how necessary it was the whole time. Such a wonderful feeling. Hope you had a great Father’s Day and get to enjoy a few spoonfuls of cookie dough soon ;)

  • Reply betty | le jus d'orange June 22, 2015 at 11:47 am

    I am so late to the game but I just read it and <3. Thank you for sharing you and your dad's story with us. What a moving, sweet post.

    • Reply Faring Well June 23, 2015 at 7:22 am

      Thank you Betty, so so kind of you <3

  • Reply The Clever Carrot June 24, 2015 at 5:16 am

    Welcome back my friend! and thanks for getting me all choked up first thing on a wednesday morning. Aside from the cookie, your heartfelt words melted my heart. Reminds me of how my Dad would and still does sacrifice anything for me.
    xo Emilie

    • Reply Faring Well June 25, 2015 at 7:14 am

      Aw I’m so glad it reminded you of that, dads are the best and I’m so happy for you that you have an amazing one too <3

  • Reply Whitney July 23, 2015 at 2:18 pm

    I was anxious to try a vegan cookie recipe, especially since your photos look so delicious. However I am super disappointed with the dough. It’s so dry and crumbly – I couldn’t even shape it into cookies. I followed the recipe but subbed white whole wheat flour for oat flour since I didn’t have any on hand. Usually that isn’t a problem for me since they are both dry flours. I’m bummed because the flavor is good, but the cookies aren’t turning out.

    • Reply Faring Well July 23, 2015 at 3:23 pm

      Oh my goodness I’m so sorry to hear that! I’ve made this recipe so many times without fail I’m not sure what is going wrong for you… Did you follow the instructions to a tee? Such as, using melted coconut oil and all? I would maybe recommend adding the flour last, in small increments, until the batter starts to come together next time. I apologize for your disappointment, hurts my heart!

      • Reply Julie January 28, 2016 at 8:43 pm

        I have the exact same issue right now…definitely seems to be a problem here. Maybe the mix shouldn’t be refrigerated the full time? Pretty disappointed…

        • Reply Faring Well January 28, 2016 at 9:39 pm

          I’m so sorry to hear Julie! I keep making this recipe as it is on my site and having it come out perfect. I wish I knew what was going awry for you here!

  • Reply KJ | Omnomherbivore August 23, 2015 at 12:54 pm

    Aww thanks for sharing this story :) Its a sweet way to give your father a shout out/proclamation of love <3 Your honesty and willingness to share is amazing!
    This story hits close to home for me. It wasn't until I also had to move home that I was able to see my parents were only trying to love me and guide me. However, I always took their advice as attacks. I always feel bad for all the grief I gave them when I was young and stupid. I think I'm making up for it now
    I like that these cookie are almost oatmeal chocolate chip cookies!

    • Reply Faring Well August 24, 2015 at 8:21 am

      Thank you so much KJ! I’m so glad to hear the perspective you gained too, and the repairing of the relationship between your folks and you. So wonderful. And yes about the oatmeal chocolate chip – it just isn’t a chocolate chip cookie to me with a few oats! ;)

  • Reply Britni martinelli December 14, 2015 at 10:53 pm

    Are the cookies soft and chewy or more hard? I’m looking for a soft cookie to serve as a ice cream sandwhich!

    • Reply Faring Well December 15, 2015 at 5:49 pm

      I would say right in between! Crisp on the outside and chewy on the inside. If you underbake them by 2 minutes they should stay super soft and do well for ice cream sammies once cooled. What a great idea :)

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