in the unassuming cellophane bag, they don't look that impressive. That's the tricky thing about this place...everything is packaged so simply that you don't expect much...and everything exceeds expectations.
Behold! The chocolate crinkle cookie between my non-manicured fingers. It's my favorite cookie. And it's a cookie I can't make...I know b/c I've tried! They mix the dough up in 5lb buckets and keep them in their walk in cooler. And I think they must be using DARK cocoa powder. The edges are just a tiny bit crispy and the center is moist and soft, like a flat brownie. They are perfection.
And this one? Eh..it's just a picture I snapped out at the farm that I thought was kinda cool. Very hillbilly-chic. Dad's old truck (which is actually my old truck) and Pepper (one of the 12 dogs-not kidding) atop a pile of tarped off hay.
Buffet update-when I told my Mom my plans for painting it she said "it hurts my heart to think of it painted" I countered back with-
"really, painting it is such a problem, but the fact that it's been outside in a storage shed for over a year and is now peeling and falling to pieces (literally) doesn't phase you?"
The double standard is REALLY annoying.