Cookies for the homeless, cookies from the new cookie gun, and cookies from Pittsburgh.
I took a big pan (foil chafer liner courtesy of my office holiday party, which I missed since I was home cooking party food on Friday 12/14) of cookies to the regular Sunday meal for the homeless in Madison.
When I wrote on the blog that my old cookie gun was failing, my brother bought me a new one. I bought a new one for myself, too. Of course, we both read the reviews and bought the same one – he paid for faster shipping than I did, so the gift one came first. Once I made sure they were both the same, I returned the one I bought. It is a nicer cookie press than the old one – more steel parts and as above, a bigger variety of plates. My brother said next time I should muse about my car, and see if a new one of those comes in the mail.
My friends from high school in Pittsburgh re-used the box I sent to send me a tin of cookies they baked in return, including soem that seem very Pittsburgh to me, like the little half moons with raison filling.