C is for Cookie

...as in, I made some. I stink at making cookies, by the way. I can read a recipe up and down and frontwards and backwards, and I will still mess something up AND make a mess in the process. They will be burnt, or lumpy, or to soft or too hard and crumbly. I am telling you, my baking gene is non-existent.

However, I had a craving for fresh-baked cookies the other night, so I made some. And dang, they were good!



I guess it took me becoming a mom to truly understand how to read the back of a bag of chocolate chips.

HOLLA -