Whoot! I am super excited to share these cookies with you! They are amazing! If you had walked past the front of our house this afternoon and looked in the window when I tried one, you might have thought I was a touch crazy. That's because with my first bite, I had to let out my inner dance. [Full disclosure: I was listening to the Mariachi El Bronx (II) album, and how can you not dance when it is on?] Even though I took my share of modern and ballroom dance classes in college (admittedly, this was a while ago now...), my inner dance still scares the crap out of Scott. I'd like to believe that is because my dancing is so amazing that it intimidates him, but honestly, it's because I look like a crazy person. Generally, I try to keep my inner dance harnessed until the curtains are drawn to minimize his embarrassment (and mine), but with all rules, there are exceptions, like this afternoon when I ate my first cranberry orange pistachio thumbprint.
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