Ignore all previous comments about my failure in domestication. Gone are the miserable nightmares where I stumble into a deep pit with only a fully-stocked kitchen to sustain my survival! I would survive! I can make food! Well, one kind of food.
Yes, it's Cooks.com's Soft and Chewy Peanut Butter Cookies. Although they may not look like perfect specimens, being round and golden and all that, don't judge them harshly. They are cookies too, and deserve all the same opportunities as perfect Nigella Lawson cookies. And they deserve recognition. Mainly because they are MY cookies, bitches, made by me, my own hands and my glorious brain.
Narcissism be damned, I have made it as a person! These cookies, while you can't exactly tell where one ends and the other begins, taste like what heaven would be like if it had died and gone to heaven. Ahh. There is a slight crippling guilt at the fact that they contain about a bazillion calories, but for now, I am enjoying the success and rejoicing in the goodness of cookies.
Possibly the best part about the whole thing is that the big hairy things that live in my house and eat all my food (cousin and semi-cousin) DO NOT LIKE PEANUT BUTTER. Which means that these cookies will LAST. And that by tomorrow morning, I might still have some left! Hehehe.
Be proud, loyal readers. Every achievement is dedicated to you. I would like to thank all of you that supported me in my journey - this is such a great honour.
GOODNIGHT NEW YORK.
Note: I was going to include a picture for you, but I can't be bothered.
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