Today a woman I work with came by my desk to give me her children's review of the cookies I made for everyone in my group pre-Xmas. "They LOVED them! They asked if you would make for them!"
Meanwhile I'm thinking: they were Tollhouse, from a frozen cookie log. Do you think I have time to make 8 dozen cookies from scratch, or even a mix? How long do I let her rave on? Do I tell her they were Tollhouse or do I just bask in the glory of perhaps the first time I've ever been complimented on my cooking?
Oh, let the basking commence! I think I still have a glow around my head.
