Jon brought some of my Lime in the Coconut cookies to work yesterday, and his friend Ariele sent him three emails:
1. “These cookies are DELISH--how creative!”
2. “Tell Greg [Oatmeal Cookie Guy] I need to meet him. As a person who bakes and cooks a lot, I'm really impressed by these cookies--unexpected flavor combos.”
3. “These cookies are evil. I can't stop eating them.”
I made these so that I could share them with Susan (hi Susan!) and with my mom, who has been asking for these for a while now. (Mumma: I’m FedExing a tin of cookies to you later today.) I could have made these cookies for mumma when I was home last weekend, but her kitchen isn’t…quite exactly...baker ready. In other words, she has only “lite salt,” and her vintage Durkee and McCormick spices could net a fortune on eBay. No joke. (She may not be a baker, but she can make a mean American chop suey and an awesome baked mac 'n cheese.)
So instead of doing a huge grocery shopping up there, I decided to bake in my kitchen here in NYC and send my love through the mail.