Cruel, even. I am so selfish that I will show you pictures of the most glorious chocolate chip cookies I’ve ever tasted but not give you the recipes. I’m a terrible person.
I just can’t bear to part with the recipe. To let it reach even more hidden corners of the world.
Maybe one day, when I’m a multi-millionaire cafe` owner, (is that an oxymoron?), I’ll publish a cookbook and share with you this recipe to top all recipes.
But for now, you’ll just have to ask me to make you a batch. I’d be more than happy to, considering they took me less than half an hour, require no softened butter, no kitchenaid, not even a hand mixer! Only two bowls were dirtied in the process. Sorry. I’m just making myself seem even more Cruella-esque.
Did I mention the fact that they are 1/4 cup of batter each, about four inches across. Yeah.
On a side note, do you think that there is anything better than a bluebird of happiness, sunflower covered, handpainted water glass from anthropologie? I think not. Unless it is filled with lemonade. Then it could be better.
ps. Happy Twentieth Birthday to my favorite brother Eric. Out of all of my favorite brothers, you’re my favorite favorite. Twenty. Wow. I love you!