It’s always the best feeling when you get letters or packages in the mail. As a college student, a large majority of my packages tend to be textbooks or amazon orders of boring things like duct tape (although, I just got white duct tape in the mail and it was rather exciting, which probably gives you a good idea of how eventful my life is). Anyways, I wasn’t expecting any new textbooks in the mail, and I was stocked up on duct tape so when I got the email that I had a package it felt like Christmas had decided to skip over fall and just settle down on a Tuesday in September. If you read last week’s post, then you know that I cleverly guilt tripped my parents into baking me cookies. I know, I know—it’s not nice to trick people, but honestly my roommate and I were in desperate need for some homemade treats and I didn’t actually think that my dreams of homemade cookies would come true. Those of you who know me know I have a huge sweet tooth. As a kid I was always the one begging for dessert or hoarding candy in my room. I could eat a whole bag of jellybeans on Easter and still be ready to have a chocolate bunny to top it all off. So, a dream of receiving homemade cookies seemed like something I would in fact dream about, and therefore couldn’t be real life.

I was sitting at my desk when I got the email about the package and I sprinted upstairs to the mailroom, practically screamed at my friend Melissa who was working behind the counter to get me my mail (Hi Melissa, if you are reading this, I’m sorry for being such a spaz), and then sprinted back down to my room so I could open the box. I tried to open the box up in the mailroom, but apparently priority mail boxes are stronger than human teeth, and the box tasted like metal so I figured in the hope of not dying, it would be best to use scissors. I got the box open and I think the Holy Spirit descended down into our room and a chorus of angels sang as the sweet aroma of chocolate and sugar spiraled out of the box. And there they were, in my hands, the most beautiful cookies I’ve ever seen. Some tears were shed, some praises were offered, and some cookies were sacrificed to the greater good (aka: my stomach).

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cookies

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Kirsten calls these Blondies, but we call them Cookie Bars in my family. Regardless of the name, they were delicious and totally hit the spot. I had mine with a warm mug of Earl Grey Tea (because I’m constantly drinking tea) and Kirsten had hers a glass of chocolate milk (which sounds like the better option, to be honest). However you eat your cookies, just know that you can’t go wrong with these (unless you dunk them in like V8 juice or something…you aren’t allowed to eat cookies if you dunk them in veggies. You just negate the whole purpose of eating a cookie). Anyways, here is the recipe for you guys. Go make some cookies and send the extras you make to any poor college kids you know! It’s a sure guarantee that you’ll be loved forever.


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For high altitude baking:
1 cup (2 sticks) butter
2/3 c. brown sugar
2/3 c. white sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp salt
1 tsp vanilla
2 1/2 c. flour
chocolate chips

For sea level baking: 
1 cup (2 sticks) butter
3/4 c. brown sugar
3/4 c. white sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp salt
1 tsp vanilla
2 1/4 c. flour
chocolate chips

Bake at 375°F for 9-11 minutes (for regular, round cookies). For cookie bars (or Blondies), bake at 375°F for about 17-20 minutes.
ENJOY!


tea and cookies


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