I am so relieved and happy that these cookies turned out. I found myself in a funk today . . . Missed my workout this morning and struggled some more with an essay I've been trying to write for the last four years. Yes, that's four years. Then, to add insult to injury, dinner turned out to be a disaster. Awful. By far the worst results of anything I've attempted since the ill-fated red velvet cake nearly a year ago. I could have easily called it a night, but instead, I picked myself up by my bra straps and dusted my vegan-self off because I'll be damned to go nighty-night after today.
These are my Redemption Cookies. I swaggered into the kitchen and started pulling stuff out of the pantry, grabbed a bowl and got to work. One bite and not only did I feel the fog lift, I felt redeemed after that horrendous dinner. Talk about cookies for the soul.