The Ultimate Reference
Laying here trying to keep our Beagle puppy, appropriately named Charlie Mingus (which won when I refused to take care of a dog named Ronald Reagan). from chewing on my fingers while I type, I'm one step closer to my undertaking. The Gourmet Cookie Book has been ordered and is on its way. I'm already sleepless from thinking about ingredients, a schedule of baking and freezing, and shipping roughly 11 dozen cookies (2 of each kind). How will I pay for my antics? Where in my tiny apartment will I store my supplies? How long will my son, boyfriend, friends and coworkers be able to put up with me? Will the end result be as impressive as I'm hoping? Absolutely.