Step 1: Leave on a jet plane, late at night from Manhattan, bound for SLC. Tuck a 25 lb. bag of the best cookies ever 'neath your arm:
Step 2: Arrive to SLC in the wee hours of the morn. Leave this on my bathroom counter:
Step 3: Share them with me for breakfast every day for a week, until they're gone. When all hope is lost and the last nibble enjoyed, find the last precious one, and surprise me all over again:
Special thanks to my bro-in-law, B., who shares my eating habits and is therefore officially on my good side.
9 comments:
I don't know your brother-in-law, but he sounds pretty darn cool!
He's awesome!!
Whatta guy!
Now I'm just waiting for him to leave an obnoxious response to your post, using an obnoxious pseudonym!
Thanks for the cute shout-out. What can I say, he's quite a guy :)
Ha! That was the BEST.
So does this mean you're going to start gobbling up Jujubes?
ah! the black and white! I still think you should open up an slc bakeshop, jamie, with levain cookies, black and whites and delicious cupcakes--bring every best nyc baked good to the utah masses.
I'm not sure who this awesome guy is, but he must be totally rad. I've got a way you can pay him back though. You can get a job at Levain Bakery and learn how to make those chocolate peanut butter cookies. The only thing that would make them better is if they had Jujubes in them as well.
Jamie Anne I MISS reading this darling blog of yours. I see that I have missed out on A LOT but its fun to read, read, read and get all caught up. I especially loved the poem about the snow. I totally hear ya!
Oh, that is sweet! I want to try these little Gems that you rave about.
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