Jon and I spent the weekend with my family in Massachusetts. When we got back tonight, I was too tired to make cookies. Sorry folks! So I figured that I would instead post about the start of our cookie baking…and cookie dough eating.
We took this pic our senior year of college. (I’m on the left, Jon’s on the right.) While our classmates were out squeezing as much last hurrah as they could into their final semester, Jon and I were at home squeezing as much Body Shop Warming Mineral Mask onto our faces and pizza from Pope’s (which has since been turned into a Borders bookstore) into our faces as we could, along with eating raw cookie dough from the tube (and sometimes baking a few cookies) and watching HGTV. This was our typical Friday (and Saturday and Sunday) night. We were homebodies even back then.
All these years later, we still do the occasional face mask but have Rosa Mexicano instead of Pope’s Pizza, watch Britcoms instead of HGTV, and make our own cookie dough instead of buying that stuff from Price Chopper.