Prove me wrong.
A light post today after all of yesterdays heavy news and it being 9-11 tomorrow.
Food is always a happy topic.
Fig Newtons and I go way back. My grandfather loved them, although not as much as he loved his Spanish peanuts. There was always a giant can of Spanish peanuts in the pantry of my grandparents house. That, and always a large carafe of ice cold water in the fridge that he’d consume several of a day. He drank water way before it was cool.
My dad loved his Fig Newtons too, but when push came to shove, he preferred Pecan Sandies. I doubt they are even made today but there was always a box of Sandies in our house growing up. Not for me though, I ever liked them and I was not the person who ordered pecan or walnut ice cream either. Nope. I was the black raspberry gal, or peppermint, or mint chocolate chip, the green kind, not the white kind.
I do like chocolate chip cookies, never the store bought kind, only homemade ones that are fat and gooey, like the ones at Cookies for the Soul. The thin crisp chocolate chip cookies are useless.
My kids always wanted peanut butter cookies sent to them in care packages, never oatmeal raisin as raisins were always picked out of any food given to them. I bet if you asked ten people, eight would say they hate raisins.
Okay, your turn. Your favorite cookie. An essay why. Your time starts now.
PS: Happy Friday one and all.