I confess. It’s my fault. I am responsible for “what-happens-when-you-make-190-cookies-at-once,” the subsequent posts about blondies and world peace, and about a year ago, a post about vegan cookies and maybe another one. I don’t remember.
Why is it my fault? It’s cuz Kat’s sister volunteered her to make cookies for this conference last year, and some of the folks who were at the aforementioned conference liked her cookies SOOO much that they asked for them again this year.
Hence the foil-lined box cram-packed with 190 cookies in one of the photos that accompanied the post about the peace cookies.
I confess. It’s my fault. I am responsible for “what-happens-when-you-make-190-cookies-at-once,” the subsequent posts about blondies and world peace, and about a year ago, a post about vegan cookies and maybe another one. I don’t remember.
Why is it my fault? It’s cuz Kat’s sister volunteered her to make cookies for this conference last year, and some of the folks who were at the aforementioned conference liked her cookies SOOO much that they asked for them again this year.
Hence the foil-lined box cram-packed with 190 cookies in one of the photos that accompanied the post about the peace cookies.