
About a month ago, I ate what I now believe to be the most delicious cookie I’ve ever had in my whole entire life.
It was a pumpkin cookie slathered with cinnamon frosting. I know that doesn’t sound especially impressive, but I’m having a hard time coming up with a description that accurately conveys its deliciousness.
How about this: It’s as though it were lovingly hand-crafted by angels under the direction of the God of Frosted Pumpkin Cookies, and then it floated down to Earth on a pillow of feathers — no, memory foam — before being magically transported (probably by unicorn) to store shelves. It was THAT DELICIOUS. Click to continue »