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Jul. 6th, 2004 11:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geminigirlSomeone opened the box of plastic knives upside down. I'm sitting there, wrestling with it, so that I can put it away (since I had to take it out to get the box of spoons out to make my tea) and a co-worker comes in.
She examines the container of cookies on the counter, and asks if I baked them. I told her yes, I did. She replies "Oh good. They had the look of something you baked, which is yummy. You bake really good cookies."
She breaks a cookie in half, and wanders off. I make my tea and go back to my office. She passes by my office after a conversation with someone here, and says to me, "I broke that cookie in half, and now I'm going back for the rest...which I should have just done in the first place."
Yay. People like my cookies.
(These were a chocolate-toffee cookie, usually I do this recipe with raspberry chips, but I couldn't get them last week, so I did toffee instead. Need to experment with lemon cookie recipe soon though.)
She examines the container of cookies on the counter, and asks if I baked them. I told her yes, I did. She replies "Oh good. They had the look of something you baked, which is yummy. You bake really good cookies."
She breaks a cookie in half, and wanders off. I make my tea and go back to my office. She passes by my office after a conversation with someone here, and says to me, "I broke that cookie in half, and now I'm going back for the rest...which I should have just done in the first place."
Yay. People like my cookies.
(These were a chocolate-toffee cookie, usually I do this recipe with raspberry chips, but I couldn't get them last week, so I did toffee instead. Need to experment with lemon cookie recipe soon though.)
