The scene pre-Thanksgiving. The raw ingredients. Yes, I have a red mixer. Yums. Picture perfect pastry poofs. Me want cookie. Where cookie go? YOU!!!! I’m making Chocolate Chip Cookies, or so I think.  I bake a batch, I leave them on the cooling rack, I come back with the second batch and baked sweeties are gone.  Perpetrator completely without remorse.  Incidentally, this happens four more times (one batch for each child and a fourth for the man).  I throw my hands up in the air in exasperation and bake no more.  For that day. Love, SG