Growing up in a house with a doctor and a Californian (my dad and mom respectively) meant a lot of things in terms of food I was allowed to eat. These cookies are a direct violation of all the health rules I was taught growing up, as are most of the things I bake. Don’t get me wrong, I love eating healthy. I mean that seriously, I like my vegetables and am perfectly happy to eat all things organic. In fact, I prefer it. However, at the same time I get a secret thrill from eating the foods I was forbidden as a child. I was one of those kids who would intentionally go over to a friend’s house instead of vice versa just because they always had better snacks.
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