Mari asked me to pick up two pounds of cookies for some work thing. It seems a little early for my first trip of the season, but Thanksgiving is next week, I am told.
Usually I don't care a fig for Thanksgiving but, you guys, this year it's Hanukkah! I get four days off to fry!
Ricotta cookies are the best. I brought some to a party last year & the hostess said, "Are these gluten-free?"
"Of course not! Neither are you!" was my cheery reply. Don't these people know I know about how they eat whatever they want? Everybody should be so lucky! I have attracted a different sort of luck, evidently, but nonetheless I won't make anyone eat crumbly, grainy, too-sweet cookies and call it a gift. Yuk.
Nutcracker beckons. Wait right there with your glass of orange juice & let's see if we still love each other tomorrow. xoxoxox