Turns out my self-control regarding cookies is kinda non-existent these days. I think it’s because I haven’t really grocery shopped. I bought berries and then didn’t make jam. I bought milk, but no cereal. I have teeny waffles in the freezer, but no peanut butter. I’ve been eating cookies for breakfast and sometimes as a lunch appetizer, and occasionally an after-run reward. I’m pretty glad (or not so glad) that there’s only one cookie left…
One of my favorite things to do is to take the pup for a ride to get ice cream. And you know what I realized? A lot of people go get ice cream by themselves. Not that there’s any shame in my single-lady-ice-cream-eating game, or anything. Sometimes a girl (or a business man) need ice cream. No big deal. While we’re not judging anybody, there’s also no shame in gobbling one of these at 9…
While baking these I might’ve been looking up 90’s Mariah Carey to blare. Sometimes you just need to sing along to Fantasy or Always Be My Baby while baking cookies, ya know? I hope you like these so much you get mad at them. I hope you have good intentions (like I did) to just half a cookie at a time… and save the rest for the next day, but instead eat it out of…
I’ve been following my breakfast with a cookie these days. It’s because I go to bed thinking about these. They’ve changed my life! These cookies are large and in charge. And since they’re bigger, they stay nice and chewy in the center. And that salt! Don’t even get me started. Augustus Gloop would love these, since there’s over a pound of chocolate in them. And if he’d like something, it’s got to be good. He…