Cookiegate

Just got back from a week of fittings in Italy and came across this little tidbit of "news":

While standard journalists are bound to some code of politeness, feigned respect, and objective reporting, I make clothes and blog about cookies, so I'm just going to say it:  this guy is both a cookie-hater and kind of a dick.

Sunset Cookie

Gabe and I hit Tower Bar last night and were pleasantly surprised with a special offering by the inimitable Dmitri on our way out, who kindly took a minute out of his busy night to sit down and talk to the Cookie Blog about, well:


No, you're the coolest, D.  Thanks for the tasty treats.

The Cookie Games

Interesting development in the studio kitchen last week:

Not one but TWO intern cookie submissions.  We seem to have a little competition on our hands.  In one corner, we have Cissy of the Lego Head Clan:

Cissy sells seashells by the seashore.  She's also a terrific intern and notable baker.  Cissy's been with us for quite some time and couldn't seem happier about it, or life in general for that matter.  For example, I asked her to put her meanest game face on for that picture and look where we got.  

In the opposite corner, there's:

Wait, what's that guy's name again?  KIDDING, it's Robert Jason Johnny.  Johnny hails from a place where farro and oats run free, and where gluten is evil and refined sugar has no rightful place.  Despite this, the guy can actually bake and I hear is quite an effective intern all in all.

Tough call, but Round 1 goes to Cissy.  I have a soft spot for soft spots, and the raw ratio on those Maple Sugars was near perfection.