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Saturday, November 09, 2013

Misc. Remembrance:

Whenever we visited my grandmother in Chatham back in the day, she always had a fresh batch of Toll House cookies that she'd made just for our visit. She kept them in a tin in her pantry. We'd arrive at the house, I'd give her the obligatory hug, then head right for the pantry and dive into the cookies. The tin was usually empty by the next day. And come to think of it, I don't think anybody else ate them. I still have a thing for Toll House cookies, but making the cookies is such an effort so now I just eat the chips right out of the bag..