Four weeks ago, I found a puffy envelope in my mailbox. California summoned me for my first official jury duty! Bright and (too) early last Monday morning, I stumbled up the courthouse steps, passed through security, and immediately heard my name called by the clerk to sit in the assembly box.
Great! I thought. This means I’ll be excused early and have the entire afternoon to bake and blog!
But with the long-winded legal precedents, we barely began the biographical inquiries before the lunch break. After more sitting, a brief afternoon bathroom break recess, and some other citizens’ excusals, the judge called us to our feet. “Please raise your right hand…”
What?? I’m on the jury?? No!
(There really should be a rule against serving on a jury the first time you get summoned… I was too overwhelmed to come up with a good dismissal excuse!)
His Honor then requested that we fill out a contact sheet, which had been placed on top of a thick pad of crisp white paper. Well, at least there’ll be plenty of room to brainstorm and write down recipes if taking notes on the trial gets boring! I mused…
Still, I solemnly swear I did not scribble a single ingredient on my scratch paper over the duration of the trial. I’m telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth—honest!
(I baked these cookies before the trial even began!)