I believe that Cookie Monster said it best......
"Now what starts with the letter "C"?
"Cookie" starts with "C"!
Let's think of other things that starts with "C"!
Uh. . .Uh. . . Who cares about da other things?!
"C" is for Cookie that's good enough for me,
Oh! cookie, cookie, cookie starts with "C"!"
This song has been in my head for years. The tune is catchy, the lyrics fun, and let's be honest "who cares about da other things?"
I remember where the cookie jar was in my Grandma Sughroue's house. Inside the dining room tucked into a corner cupboard. I was always eager to reach in the jar for yummy goodness. I most often hoped for chocolate chip or pumpkin. I also remember, vividly, the horror when I had my hands on an oatmeal raisin cookie. To this day, I can do without them. Fortunately, my disappointment was quickly appeased by a cake or a pie that was sitting on the counter cooling.
Cookies have got to be the best portable food ever created. My kids have all started their cooking making careers with the old fashioned and ever tasty no-bake cookie. I remember making them with my brother Rick. Yummy, messy chocolate goodness.
I never turn away a good cookie recipe. I have recipes stashed everywhere. Tucked into books, mixed with the mail, in the linen closet. We even have our patients prepped that if they should find themselves making us a batch of cookies, bring the recipe along as well. It saves them an extra trip.
When my husband and I found a U-bake in this town, it swayed our decision to move here. Seriously. We walked in to a narrow store with walls lined with freezers. Inside those freezers were individual raw cookies, flash frozen and bagged in 2 dozen batches. Every traditional cookie known and a few unexpected choices as well. We looked at eachother with awe and in that moment we both knew. We needed to move our family 2000 miles to this amazing place...because like Cookie Monster said, "who cares about da other things?"