Let’s face it. My recent attempt at cookies was a disaster and just a bit embarrassing. I found my opportunity for cookie redemption in the garbage, where I sometimes find a snack. My youngest daughter was supposed to build this house for Christmas.
It never got made, and my wife checked the expiration date …
Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t we only in Feb of 2024? My wife’s logic was that we are not keeping the damn box knocking around the house for another 10 months. I thought it unwise to try to refute her logic. Also, she questioned what kind of super preservatives must have been used to keep the cookie walls and roof edible for another whole year. That’s why she deemed the box to be garbage. I, however, decided it was a box full of potentially well-preserved cookies.
I broke the cookie walls (I think I went to school with a Cookie Walls) and roof panels into popular cookie shapes like rectangular and random. Then I used the icing and decorations included to arrive at this …
Festive, right? And I think the 2nd from the left on the bottom row looks a lot like the state of Vermont, for whatever that’s worth.
As for their taste, I can sum that up with one word – nontoxic. Did I redeem myself with cookies fit for company? No, but I can say that I ate garbage once again. And I am feeling very well-preserved after that.
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