C is For Cookie

I bake. Especially during the holidays when I bake a lot. Last week, I was out for lunch with some colleagues when this came up.

"I make really awesome cookies."
"You say that, but how can we really know."

Ok, message received. This week, I gave them each an assortment of a dozen cookies (chocolate chip, chocolate salted caramel, peanut butter, peanut butter square). The following email exchange occurred:

From: R
To: B; James
Subject: YOUR COOKIES ARE AWESOME

That is all.

R

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Seconded. Did not get one step inside the door before my kids had extracted the bag from my hands…

B

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Remember, old age and treachery will always beat youth and exuberance. And on that note: B, if you want more cookies, remember that R said his were staying in his office, and being a manager, he has many meetings that take him away from his desk.

Thanks for the compliments. Unabashed praise is a big part of why I bake.

James

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I HAVE NOW LICKED ALL MY COOKIES. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.

R