Cookies = Love, part 2

Sometimes when your day starts badly – you show up to a morning appointment that’s been canceled, you spill coffee down the front of your dress, your husband is a trillion miles away and wants to talk about banking, – you can barely contemplate what the rest of the week will hold without the specter of a few sad tears fogging up your vision But then you read something really simple and lovely like the existence of a homemade Oreo and suddenly there’s a little bit of sunshine back in your day.

And it’s nice to know that someone else knows the illicit joy of frosting made with shortening. It was my Dutch grandmother’s secret weapon in creating a pure white frosting that sustained the heat of summer better than butter. Add in some Dutch cocoa powder for Meme’s Chocolate Frosting and spread it over yellow cake for one of my grandfather’s favourite snacks (nb: she’s a Meme not an Oma because she married a Red Cross worker from Quebec during the war. And yes, cake was an acceptable snack at their house as it should be at every grandparents' house).

Cookies,
Pickle