Cookies warm from the oven, perfectly chewy and melt-in-you-mouth yummy.

Even better is that they were made by my twelve-year-old son.

I told the kids they had to wait until after supper, but I snuck one – okay, two – myself.


In the Kitchen

Those who know me well know that I hate to cook.

But yesterday, for whatever reason, I was in the mood to make food.  I baked pumpkin pecan muffins, chocolate orange muffins, brownies, pumpkin marshmallow brownies, and I even made a yummy quinoa pilaf for supper (which the kids would not touch, but more for me).

Maybe I’ll do it again sometime.