A bunch of home-made cookies is on the way to my parents’ place at Ahmedabad now, the first-ever ones that I tried my hand at. 🙂
A few days ago, I was jumping up and down in joy. I had baked cookies for the first time in my life, and they turned out to be awesome! Thanks, Smitha, for the patient guidance and the simple recipe! This is precisely why I love being a blogger! 🙂
In between pigging out on the cookies and gloating over the praise from the in-laws, I was busy feeling sad: My parents and grandma wouldn’t be able to taste the first-ever cookies that their daughter/grand-daughter baked. I know they would have felt ridiculously proud at this little feat of mine.
The OH picked up on these vibes and immediately suggested that we courier some cookies to my parents. Dumbo that I am, the idea never struck me before! 😦 Sigh! This is exactly why I love the man! 🙂
So, we saved a few cookies from the first batch, and I went ballistic and baked another bunch: this time with rose and vanilla essence, and we filled up an airtight dabba with a nice assortment. The dabba went to work with the OH today, and I hear it is now off to Ahmedabad.
I am happy. 🙂
Thank God for courier services and other conveniences of the modern world! 🙂