These are “breakfast” cookies about as much as Nutella is “breakfast” food.
Like, not really.
But if you pile eggs, milk, and fresh fruit around them, they are part of a healthy breakfast, at least.
These are our back-to-school babies. We love them in many circumstances – like as dessert, as a snack for the park, as a grab-and-go treat on the carpool extravaganza at the end of the day, as an energy booster before or after sports, etc. Continue reading →
She came to visit me a few months back, and we set out one weekend evening for a very girly night of what we thought would be hors d’oeuvres, wine and art galleries followed by an elegant steak-ish dinner.
Our gallery walk turned into a wild goose-chase in uncomfortable shoes, only to find a few sparse galleries pocketed with circles of chubby old men smoking cigars and a single woman with waist-length hair who claimed in her artist’s statement to be attempting to paint the very condition of human kind.
There’s something to be said for keeping life simple.
My high school art teacher – a man who had clearly smoked a few too many doobies in his day and who’s brain was set on permanent handicap mode because of it – taught me this.
He was the first one to teach me the acronym, KISS – Keep It Simple Stupid.
He was also the one who asked me one day how to spell, “Mom”, and then gave up when I asked him if he was serious. He scribbled out his attempt at spelling “Mom”, and went with the much simpler form of the word – “Mother”.