I like my cookies chewy and doughy. I used to work at a bookshop that was right in front of a cookie stall. The lady working at the cookie stall was very nice to me. She would sneak in a few extra cookies for me if I made it to her at the end of the day, before they closed. When I stopped working at the bookshop, my regular cookie supply also stopped.
Baking my first batch of cookies, I remember smelling the cookie dough for the first time. (more…)