In my ode to crunchy, comforting mandelbread the other day, I mentioned that it was the first cookie I’d ever baked, courtesy of cousin Dana’s card. Thanks to the magic of the interwebs, my cousin Robin quickly clocked in and asked “…but where’s Dana’s recipe?”
And here it is. The red marker, what’s cookin’, that pineapple! Makes me want to crank the Bay City Rollers and whip up a batch. I mean, back then I had nothing better to do on a S-A-T-U-R, D-A-Y, night but bake cookies.
Wait – I still don’t! Oh life. You are so funny.