Cookies, Cookies, Cookies

I answer the phone this morning to “Evelyn do you have those cookies?!?” Me “No but I can have them for you this afternoon.” I keep the Granny Goodwin Dough ready to bake all the time since this is the cookie my regular customer orders weekly. It all started when I gave them some for Christmas. They wanted one dozen which to them is one bag since I gave them in a ziploc bag. Now it is two bags.

Do you ever smell something that brings ancestors back to the table? Smelling these Granny Goodwin Cookies each day brings them home. We miss you Granny Goodwin !!!!!!

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