Thursday, December 21, 2006
I Wanna Make Cookies
That's why I was born. (sorry, Nellie, that's just what's going through my head right now). Back in the "old days" at the first flake of snow I would be madly baking cookies. Cut-out cookies. Spanish peanut cookies. Russian teacakes. Even (gasp!) chocolate chip cookies (though never with nuts, Marty doesn't like nuts in his cookies--sob). Lately I haven't been in that place. And we've even had snow. Though the dreariness out the window and the pictures of all the snow out west and the incipient cabin fever of week two of the unplanned vacation have me itching to bake something like this.