the cookie

For years this has been THE cookie for our family as evidenced by the stained cookbook page.  With wheat germ and oats it almost seemed like a health food rather than a treat.  There were times in my life I could have likely sustained myself rather entirely on LLL oatmeal cookies if I had to.  At least in my grain eating days. 

The original La Leche League cookbook (Mother's in the Kitchen) was one of the few tools I brought into this marriage.  It was given to me by a close friend of my mother's who was my homemaking idol. (Hello Debi!)  Chock full of ingredients like organ meats and whole wheat flour it absolutely mesmerized my Spaghettio-in-a-can self. At once earthy, bohemian, and old-fashioned (as were all those who discussed nursing, homemade yeast bread in our corner of the world in 1985) the book captivated my imagination and became my food bible. 

My husband was a good sport with my clumsy attempts at healthy cooking 101. And clumsy it was at times. I never did make the oxtail soup nor has tongue ever appeared on our table but these cookies are so familiar to me I no longer even pull out the book.  I could rattle off the ingredients in my sleep along with my substitutions.  (ie oil vs shortening)

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3 thoughts on “the cookie

  1. the sight of those cookies take me waaayy back. i was a 17 year old teen mother. i had just given birth to my son. decided to breast feed and a visit from my aunt brought a bag of those cookies and that book into my life. i will always remember the way they taste. food can so trigger memories like that for me. and i still use that book today, fifteen years later. thanks for taking me on a little walk down memory lane….

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