hey cookie!

The holidays got so busy that I missed getting to do a few things I wanted to.  One thing I missed was making my grandmas cookies.  I can't remember if my grandma made these at Christmas or at Easter.  I do remember her sending me a BIG box of them my freshman year of college.  I also remember that the cookies didn't make it to the next morning.  There were only two of us in the room.  Only one of us had the same last name as Grandma and possession of the box.  Draw your own conclusions people. Don't judge.

So, on Sunday I whipped up a batch of these cakey, slightly sweet bites of deliciousness.  I filled up the cookie jar and even had some that didn't fit.  Less than 36 hours later, the three dozen cookies were gone.  There are only two of us in this apartment with teeth.  We both have the same name now. The rules of marital property apply. Draw your own conclusions people.
 Don't judge. ;)

All I have to say is NOMMMY! (that's like "yummy" with your mouth stuffed with cookies).


4 comments

kelly said...

i am laughing out loud.

YES YES YES NOW THAT IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT

Meg said...

These pictures and narrative are awesome! BUt I know how you feel. When something's so yummy it's meant to be eaten quickly.

Coll said...

Love the pictures and I laughed out loud at your story. So true. I'm shameless about that stuff!

Audrey @ Putting Me Together said...

Nommy is right, my friend!

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