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Something about snow makes me want to bake cookies.
I do it whenever there's a snowstorm--one of my instincts when getting home out in a blizzard is to stop by a 7-11 for chocolate chips and extra ingredients. I don't know why I have this instinct, but I embrace it.
Today, I don't have the time to bake them from scratch. But I do have the time to run to the corner store and get a log of the insta-dough, along with milk and cocoa with mini marshmallows. And in about ten minutes, I'm going to have cookies while the snow comes down and the exams get graded. I may not be ready for winter, but this isn't a bad way to start it.
I do it whenever there's a snowstorm--one of my instincts when getting home out in a blizzard is to stop by a 7-11 for chocolate chips and extra ingredients. I don't know why I have this instinct, but I embrace it.
Today, I don't have the time to bake them from scratch. But I do have the time to run to the corner store and get a log of the insta-dough, along with milk and cocoa with mini marshmallows. And in about ten minutes, I'm going to have cookies while the snow comes down and the exams get graded. I may not be ready for winter, but this isn't a bad way to start it.
