So, I’m not big on baking. Mostly because I’m terrible at it. I will eat the face off a baked good, don’t get me wrong – but measuring, chilling, mixing…meh. I am more of the reckless type of cook. You won’t see a lot of baking posts on this blog, that’s all I’m saying.
Fun fact: Stephen doesn’t eat fruits or vegetables. Sorry to throw you under the bus, brah, but it is pertinent. So this weekend I am all like, “What should I do? What should I make for my friend!?” And then I realized. Cookies. Chocolate Chip Cookies. From Heaven.
So that is what I made. And then I ate three. And after I finish four hours of Excel training tomorrow morning I plan to eat no less than seven. That is ten, ten cookies for those of you who are counting.
And for those of you who are counting – scram. I don’t need yo’ judgement!
Anyway, it smells really good in our house right now.
I wish my friend the happiest of birthdays. This cookie (that I am eating right now…) is for you. Well not this cookie. Back off, man.