The other week when the power was out for five days, my in-laws watched the dogs for us. They love it there, having lived there for a year while we were getting settled after moving back from California. When the power was on and the heat turned up and the water running again, we rounded up the dogs and ended up coming home with a bag of peanut butter cookies.
My mother-in-law’s thoughtfulness always makes me smile.
Soft in the middle, crisp around the edges and fatty with shortening and peanut butter. They last for days and are done in an hour. They were a welcomed snack in the midst of the post-outage chaos of returning back to an empty fridge and a pile of laundry.
