Since moving back to D.C., I hadn't baked yet for my family. Last night was the night. As the cookies were in the oven, my stepfather said, "There's nothing like walking inside on a cold winter night to a warm kitchen filled with the scent of chocolate chip cookies in the oven." I mean seriously, is there anything better?
|Happiness in process|
One of these days, I swear I'll learn something more difficult than cookies...