Schokoladenstückkekse? No Chocolate Chip Cookies in Austria

Today as I was making chocolate chip cookies it came to me: these baked treats which any US American child grows up with don't exist in Austria. There isn't a German term for them. Schokoladenstückkekse? The word doesn't exist. German recipes for chocolate chip cookies call them just that, by their American name.

The funny thing is Austria is famous for its pastries. I have some wonderful recipes for Christmas cookies: Vanillekipferl, Kokosbusserl, Ischler Törtchen, Lebkuchen, Spitzbuben, Nussstangerl... They are all delicious but not one is as easy to make as a chocolate chip cookie.

My recipe for chocolate chip cookies is from the Los Angeles Times. I found it in the printed edition many years ago. Unfortunately I cannot locate the online version of the article but here is the scanned original:

I make the cookies much smaller than the LAT chefs do, using about one and a half tablespoons of dough per cookie and baking them ten minutes at most. As you can see I have also reduced the amount of chocolate chips. The cookies come out perfect. They are crisp on the outside but gooey in the center.

Happy baking!

P.S. For Austrian readers: 1 cup butter equals 227 grams; according to the Joy of Baking website 1 1/2 cups of dark brown sugar equal 360 grams; 1/2 cup granulated sugar equals 100 grams. 375 degrees Fahrenheit equal 190 degrees Celsius.

Comments

Jo said…

wow! fabulous! I am american living here too...where do you get your chocolate chips!?

March 9, 2011 at 11:49 PM

Christina Schweighofer said…

Thanks, Jo.

I couldn't find chocolate chips in Vienna but chopped up chocolate works fine. Good luck!

March 10, 2011 at 10:37 AM

Christina Schweighofer said…

Found them after all: Bobby's Foodstore (Schleifmühlgasse 8, 4th district) carries chocolate chips.

March 14, 2011 at 9:46 AM

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