When I was a kid, I was sent to school every day with homemade cookies — chewy, chocolate-morsel-laden cookies, or crisp sugar cookies glazed with lemon. They were delicious, but like most kids, I wanted to be just like everyone else, and all the other kids had Chips Ahoy. I would have killed for one of those store-bought cookies, hard and dried out though they were. But my mom was a professional chef, so everything I ate was made from scratch. Most times, it drove me crazy. … Back to Article
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