My mother was baking cookies when she went into labor with me. It's really a chicken vs egg situation. Was she baking cookies because I was on the way or did the smell of the cookies tempt me out of the womb? Considering the intensity of July heat, I'd like to think my sweet tooth was already calling the shots.
I decided it was high time I start whipping up a few batches myself after I bought a Cuisinart last fall. It was the first time taking a crack at them since my sophomore year at Rutgers. Cookies are deceptively tricky to back. It's all about finding the right recipe and keeping your eyes on the clock. So far, I've made chocolate cookies with peanut butter chips and the reverse.
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