<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87050654651228380</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Oct 2024 01:59:52 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Cookie Town</title><description>A place to share magic and pixie dust... and of course any thing you wanna say, gossips, jokes, comments, bla bla bla</description><link>http://cookietales.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87050654651228380.post-24208117954672565</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 22:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T15:21:01.923-07:00</atom:updated><title>The &#39;Original NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Chocolate Chip Cookies’ recipe!</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Howdy folks !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;his time I have something amazing that I found surfing the Net:&lt;br /&gt;I’m talking about the ‘&lt;strong&gt;Original NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;’ recipe!&lt;br /&gt;Opps I almost forgot, I got this from “Very Best Baking” &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.verybestbaking.com/recipes/detail.aspx?id=18476&quot;&gt;http://www.verybestbaking.com/recipes/detail.aspx?id=18476&lt;/a&gt; (09.25.2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;ell, here we go …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;his famous classic American cookie is a treat no matter what the age or occasion. Enjoy it with a glass of cold milk.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_f70ED_60SP9DeFHnOlifmqa613IZ1x7BLY5Qg-O1buQ_RISAyEhFWW46t-NV6bQgC5qzC_QbN1FfFrL75QKAfKtNbzTQOjXCNZjdRZiIOLyuTgm9ZAgsSWc8r8YxKsVWd6GwyLFjVuhs/s1600-h/18476lrg.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385533100932330466&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_f70ED_60SP9DeFHnOlifmqa613IZ1x7BLY5Qg-O1buQ_RISAyEhFWW46t-NV6bQgC5qzC_QbN1FfFrL75QKAfKtNbzTQOjXCNZjdRZiIOLyuTgm9ZAgsSWc8r8YxKsVWd6GwyLFjVuhs/s400/18476lrg.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup (2 sticks) butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 cups (12-oz. pkg.) NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Semi-Sweet Chocolate Morsels&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREHEAT oven to 375° F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMBINE flour, baking soda and salt in small bowl. Beat butter, granulated sugar, brown sugar and vanilla extract in large mixer bowl until creamy. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Gradually beat in flour mixture. Stir in morsels and nuts. Drop by rounded tablespoon onto ungreased baking sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKE for 9 to 11 minutes or until golden brown. Cool on baking sheets for 2 minutes; remove to wire racks to cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAN COOKIE VARIATION: Grease 15 x 10-inch jelly-roll pan. Prepare dough as above. Spread into prepared pan. Bake for 20 to 25 minutes or until golden brown. Cool in pan on wire rack. Makes 4 dozen bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLICE AND BAKE COOKIE VARIATION:&lt;br /&gt;PREPARE dough as above. Divide in half; wrap in waxed paper. Refrigerate for 1 hour or until firm. Shape each half into 15-inch log; wrap in wax paper. Refrigerate for 30 minutes.* Preheat oven to 375° F. Cut into 1/2-inch-thick slices; place on ungreased baking sheets. Bake for 8 to 10 minutes or until golden brown. Cool on baking sheets for 2 minutes; remove to wire racks to cool completely. Makes about 5 dozen cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* May be stored in refrigerator for up to 1 week or in freezer for up to 8 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR HIGH ALTITUDE BAKING (5,200 feet): Increase flour to 2 1/2 cups. Add 2 teaspoons water with flour and reduce both granulated sugar and brown sugar to 2/3 cup each. Bake drop cookies for 8 to 10 minutes and pan cookie for 17 to 19 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to follow baking instructions before consuming.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want the recipet in Spanish, click here:&lt;/strong&gt; http://www.micocinalatina.com/recipes/detail.aspx?id=122681&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cookietales.blogspot.com/2009/09/original-nestle-toll-house-chocolate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_f70ED_60SP9DeFHnOlifmqa613IZ1x7BLY5Qg-O1buQ_RISAyEhFWW46t-NV6bQgC5qzC_QbN1FfFrL75QKAfKtNbzTQOjXCNZjdRZiIOLyuTgm9ZAgsSWc8r8YxKsVWd6GwyLFjVuhs/s72-c/18476lrg.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87050654651228380.post-2390190246374521752</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-31T12:07:00.828-07:00</atom:updated><title>“Cookie Calaverita”</title><description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;here is a tradition in Mexico, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;“calaveritas”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they are funny verses with simple rhymes that make fun of people. They refer to the death and are very common in &lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Día de muertos”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or “Halloween”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ere is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;“Cookie Calaverita”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but as it is a Mexican tradition, obviously it has to be in Spanish, I hope you like it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Al estar cenando unas ricas chuletas,&lt;br /&gt;A la muerte se le antojó un postrecito&lt;br /&gt;Y a la tierra fue por cuatro galletas,&lt;br /&gt;Se dijo “eso sí que saciará mi apetito”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la hora del Parade, a la Bakery llegó,&lt;br /&gt;Hambrienta y enojada su postre anhelaba.&lt;br /&gt;Las almas de 4 conocidas cookies pidió,&lt;br /&gt;Al ver que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;Eri&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Fio&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no estaban,&lt;br /&gt;Con su guadaña, la cabeza de todos arrancó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras torturar a todos con un alfiletero,&lt;br /&gt;Supo que regadas por el mundo andaban&lt;br /&gt;Y por la sugar cookie, quiso ir primero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephanie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comiendo calabaza andaba,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se le atoró una semillita.&lt;br /&gt;Feliz la muerte su sugar cookie cargaba&lt;br /&gt;Y la puso con cuidado en una cajita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A Guadalajara me voy”, dijo la muerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erika&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; molestando al &lt;span style=&quot;color:#666600;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shaparro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; andaba,&lt;br /&gt;Y de la coladera en el piso ni se fijaba,&lt;br /&gt;Con sordo ruido su cuerpo cayó inerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la cajita, sólo dos cookies faltaban.&lt;br /&gt;Bailando, a &lt;span style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la encontró en una fiesta,&lt;br /&gt;Sutil la catrina, jugo de piña le invitaba,&lt;br /&gt;“que rico” fue lo que &lt;span style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dio de respuesta.&lt;br /&gt;Así, el envenenado jugo la vida le quitaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En periodo de exámenes, &lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; estudiaba.&lt;br /&gt;Sin querer, en voz alta la muerte pensaba:&lt;br /&gt;“Y a ésta cookie cómo me la llevaré”,&lt;br /&gt;Al ver las almas de sus galles, &lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cavilaba,&lt;br /&gt;Y dijo “si prometes algo, mi alma te daré”&lt;br /&gt;Suspicaz, su petición la Calaca esperaba,&lt;br /&gt;“En el más allá, juntas las cookies estarán”&lt;br /&gt;Aprobada de inmediato su súplica estaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las cookies y la muerte festejando andaban,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando &lt;span style=&quot;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pidió traer a las otras cookies.&lt;br /&gt;La dueña de la guadaña encantada aceptaba&lt;br /&gt;Y teniendo en mente al &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#663333;&quot;&gt;Gingerbread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cookie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; le avisaba “el jugo de piña olvidabas!”&lt;br /&gt;“El jugo y las cookies traeré, ya están anotadas”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;[by the &lt;span style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oatmeal and Raisin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cookie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cookietales.blogspot.com/2008/10/cookie-calaverita.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87050654651228380.post-6352393799343302084</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 06:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:00:17.164-07:00</atom:updated><title>The cookie which gives allergy</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hEcgOC_S_Y7vXsp0tMxqf11KohEusekDy-LpvdLpsgY_xJQQkvr-6zrrFJ6H1hEMm18NwhLdnrOMar1CfR9QiALJar-qwuigPoWOeTkyr80Rv4ASZ5sC3ri7jNeJcwZmH0MV9_QAaZM9/s1600-h/023.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262092266553416786&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hEcgOC_S_Y7vXsp0tMxqf11KohEusekDy-LpvdLpsgY_xJQQkvr-6zrrFJ6H1hEMm18NwhLdnrOMar1CfR9QiALJar-qwuigPoWOeTkyr80Rv4ASZ5sC3ri7jNeJcwZmH0MV9_QAaZM9/s320/023.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I am the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#6633ff;&quot;&gt;White Chocolate and Macademia Cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I&#39;m peruvian, where there are tons of white chocolate and macademias. I am a really nice cookie, even tho most of the people 1st perception about me may be the opposite: they use to think I&#39;m rude, I&#39;m stubborn, and selfish. Perhaps a little self-centered and arrogant, and that I think I&#39;m the best cookie around. I&#39;m not sure if that&#39;s really me, but sometimes I really felt that way, and it costed so much to me to break those ideas down to show the world my ingredients may not cause allergy. They don&#39;t have to run away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Luckily, this cookie got the chance to go back to the Bakery where she was supposed to be: she packed, she polished her wrap and mood and traveled so far to find itself. The cookie was excited, and thinking that the knowledge of this world was already its. That day, the day 1 of her transformation, the White Chocolate and Macademia cookie noticed how wrong it was. Did it feel bad about it? NO! The cookie met a wonderful cookie sister: The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993300;&quot;&gt;Chocolate Chip cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! And it wasn&#39;t scared about allergies!! Pure happiness. This cookie started to feel like home at last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Pretty soon, the White Chocolate and Macademia cookie met more international cookies: a misterious &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Chinese Lucky cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the Gansta &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;Cukito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;Sugar cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sweeter than no one. The Bakery was a party, there were no allergies alarms (No manager or GT needed). The White Chocolate and Macademia cookie finally showed its real self, with non fear of being contagious. The other cookies weren&#39;t scared, or even better...they didn&#39;t care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Later, an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#663300;&quot;&gt;Oatmeal and Raisins cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arrived with a huge smile on its face. And showed this cookie how to smile to the good and bad stuff of the world (and sometimes to say &quot;fuck you&quot; to the ones who deserved it). And the cookie started to truly learn about life, about friendship, about love, about flour and water and sugar and the ingredients for an ideal cookie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Finally, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#666600;&quot;&gt;Gingerbread cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; appeared, attracted by the smell of its brothers and sisters, which lived just in front of it. The family was complete at last. The White Chocolate and Macademia cookie forgot it was dangerous, that it may produce allergy...for instance, it was forgot, to learn instead that a good story, a good song, a good and quiet time spent with its siblings was enough to forget the bad things of life and start caring about the good ones: the White Chocolate and Macademia cookie forgot the damage it may cause to start believing in the good: nourish, give a moment of happiness, a smile, a nice flavour...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;One day, the cookies split again. Back to where they belong. This cookie was sad for leaving, but happy coz it finally found its siblings, took a little taste of each one and brought it to her peruvian Bakery. Sooner or later, this cookie thought, all cookies will return to the place they belong. As time goes by, the bonds they made get stronger. Distance?? Distance is not forgetting, but a reminder of how huge the power of the cookies is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxIrmCntX3m6XiaJQgUnjjsDKlvqWsyo0Ke3UkvsiKciCiLRd3eRiiYmqqntsQUFTQ8cxHmRSl1f7z4xnCJQw&#39; class=&#39;b-hbp-video b-uploaded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=be9d5eb404b86ba1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://cookietales.blogspot.com/2008/10/cookie-which-gives-allergy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Cookie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hEcgOC_S_Y7vXsp0tMxqf11KohEusekDy-LpvdLpsgY_xJQQkvr-6zrrFJ6H1hEMm18NwhLdnrOMar1CfR9QiALJar-qwuigPoWOeTkyr80Rv4ASZ5sC3ri7jNeJcwZmH0MV9_QAaZM9/s72-c/023.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87050654651228380.post-3391538127790123626</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 18:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T11:48:44.760-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gingerbread cookie&#39;s story</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&quot;...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ingerbread cookie was excited at that idea, so he said bye to his friends and family and headed towards that &quot;magical&quot; place they talked him about. When he arrives there, he learns that there&#39;s cookies from all over the world. He was scared because he had never been exposed to so many cookies before, it was a new world to him. He met some incredible friends at first, but he later finds out that those friends were going to leave. When that day came, he cried and didn&#39;t know what to do because he wanted them with him. However, as days grew colder and longer and as sadness swept all over poor gingerbread man, three special cookies appeared out the magical land and from that instant he knew that they were special cookies. The first cookie he met was Chocolate Chip cookie, always caring for him and asking him if he was alright when he was feeling sad or happy. This cookie was always very nice to Gingerbread man and he was very happy that Chocolate Chip cookie was with him. Then he met White Mocademia Chip cookie. That cookie Gingerbread man did not understand because it had a very special attitude towards him. But as time passed on that cookie was the most lovable and caring that Gingerbread man could ever ask for.He loved that cookie very much too. Then at last he meets Oatmeal and Raisin cookie, with this cookie anything seemed possible, he knew that life would not be the same and became the basis of all other things. With the combination of all three cookies, Gingerbread man no longer was angry to God because He knew that once we were all together we would be complete as a whole cookie.... &quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;[By Gingerbread cookie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Read the complete story here:  &lt;a href=&quot;http://capirotadaycafe.blogspot.com/2008/10/gingerbread-cookies-story.html&quot;&gt;http://capirotadaycafe.blogspot.com/2008/10/gingerbread-cookies-story.html&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://cookietales.blogspot.com/2008/10/gingerbread-cookies-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87050654651228380.post-6602041352985265789</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 15:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T13:43:39.144-07:00</atom:updated><title>Cookie Pics</title><description>They are (from left to right): &lt;strong&gt;Sugar cookie&lt;/strong&gt;, character1, &lt;strong&gt;oatmeal &amp;amp; rasing cookie&lt;/strong&gt;, character2, &lt;strong&gt;White Chocolate Macadamia cookie&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Chocolate chips cookie&lt;/strong&gt; and Heater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259265701480842226&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOh-Av-FY6JYOwJOVmaNYVJgi80Y6LZLaHv3q9RJuCFlAUNbEzEG5s3XwykWz8CRHhOWQYm263tXPWrKgS796bSqnMkUtTZKtRhjk9SWbrJdX996hEImPrU-DB3qTp0u2HgWFZpqmb4rfQ/s320/cookiesppl.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more cookie friends from the Bakery... Anita, Julien, Mary (our princess), Sylvain, Macadamia cookie and Rasing cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhywEOXuTefWQp2s43kmwAHrXcGI55E0iLQW2txXbKrXELa0B6-6Gps0pf-4HoYsg2J2iOadqUCTOewSxMVU-H_jAzgL8gApkzJjQ6uiudJUwfCHoe8FYTMTdo1aN106-xl4JUAjIs20d19/s1600-h/last+days+059.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259265702781993714&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhywEOXuTefWQp2s43kmwAHrXcGI55E0iLQW2txXbKrXELa0B6-6Gps0pf-4HoYsg2J2iOadqUCTOewSxMVU-H_jAzgL8gApkzJjQ6uiudJUwfCHoe8FYTMTdo1aN106-xl4JUAjIs20d19/s320/last+days+059.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://cookietales.blogspot.com/2008/10/cookie-pics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOh-Av-FY6JYOwJOVmaNYVJgi80Y6LZLaHv3q9RJuCFlAUNbEzEG5s3XwykWz8CRHhOWQYm263tXPWrKgS796bSqnMkUtTZKtRhjk9SWbrJdX996hEImPrU-DB3qTp0u2HgWFZpqmb4rfQ/s72-c/cookiesppl.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87050654651228380.post-1741495621191346194</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 15:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T08:38:52.817-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Cookie Magic Tale</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his story began in a magic place, with magic characters in a magical way... One day, God was cooking a delicious dessert to eat after dinner, the yummiest cookie ever created.  When the cookie was ready at last, God took the cookie from the oven but it was too hot so the cookie slips from his hands and fell on the world breaking into pieces. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ach piece fell down in a different place, far from her sisters pieces. Sadly, God saw this and decided to re-unite them, but the time rhythm that the gods have is very different from the one that the earth has. The small cookies had already acquired the smell, color and essence of the place where each fell but they were still part of the others. Finally, the threads of fate were moved so that each cookie came to the Bakery, each piece immediately identified her sisters. At last, they were united.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his story does not end here, the cookies were separated again but God wove a small invisible thread that tied them, so, though they would be far away, the union and love would stay forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cookietales.blogspot.com/2008/10/cookie-magic-tale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>