I’ve been a bit of a lazy blogger recently. I mean, I’m making food and moves and posts, but the actual typing it up kinda isn’t happening. It’s the holidays, I deserve to slow up a bit, no?
‘Tis the season for cookies! I want to tell you a magical Christmas story about a 9 year old girl and a gingerbread cookie. Every Christmas my mom would make homemade breads for our neighbors. Coffee walnut chocolate chip bread was my favorite. My brother and I were in charge of delivering these breads to our neighbors with a big ol’ smile and an adorable “Merry Christmas!!”