Ginger Drop Cookies ~ salvaging a sticky, ooey-gooey cookie dough mess...

Salvaging the gingerbread dough & turning it into 'drop cookies' was easy.  Yeah, right.  Easy once we got the sticky mess of tar-like dough scraped off of our hands & off the waxed paper & off the bowl.   By-the-way, have I ever mentioned before that I'm a challenged baker... :/

I was reading a bedtime story to J the other night.  It was one of his favorites ~ The Gingerbread Man.  On the back cover of the storybook is a recipe for gingerbread cookies, J saw it & asked to make some.  Sure, why not?   We went into the kitchen the next day & attempted to recreate the cookies.  Operative word here is ~ attempted.  The venture started out fine, all seemed innocent enough when mixing/chilling the dough ~ but, then we tried rolling out the dough/using the cookie cutters & it quickly headed south from there...

The dough was a tad bit sticky, even after sitting in the fridge, but I didn't think anything of it...

...The dough quickly became unmanageable & we finally gave up on rolling out the dough & instead focused on trying to remove (make that scrape) the offending cookie dough 'tar' from the cookie cutters, wax papered counter, bowl, hands...

...I gotta say, it became comical after awhile ~ that dough just wouldn't come off of our hands, no matter how hard we tried.  We were laughing so hard we almost, well, you know... No longer was this gingerbread, it was far, far beyond that.  As you can see, the offending dough was reminiscent of... how can I say this delicately ~~ baby poo. We had already gone down that (#1) road, after fits of laughter, so it's no surprise how we ended up here. (#2 :)   We dubbed the offending cookie dough mess ~ 'Dino Poo'... and laughed even more... 

Our one & only Gingerbread Man.  It tasted fine ~ but it was a sad, sad excuse for a Gingerbread Man cookie.  This Gingerbread Man wasn't running anywhere.  Heck, he couldn't even hobble...

We finally got all the cookie dough gunk off of everything & were able to salvage the cookies, sorta.  By default, they became drop cookies, since that is how they landed when we were finally able to pry the offending dough off of our hands, the bowl & the wax paper.  Some of the batch of cookies were dubbed ~ 'Dino Droppings Ginger Cookies', while others were fancied-up a bit, (by sprinkling them with powdered sugar) & we named those our ~'Ginger Drop Cookies'.   The final baking outcome turned out fine.  We all enjoyed our unusual batch of gingerbread cookies, even if they were a bit wonky.  They gave us a laugh & that's makes it all worthwhile.  I must admit, after this fiasco, I won't be reading any kids stories with baking recipes in them any time soon.  (FYI, about me ~ years ago, I worked in marketing & I learned that you can spin just about anything, anyway you want to ~  It's all about the presentation.  After this memorable afternoon of baking, let's just say I'm glad I was paying attention that day at work!  :)