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Remember when Lucille Bluth was all stressed out so Michael decided to try and be a good son and asked his Uncle Oscar to, perhaps, give his mother some Afternoon Delight? But Oscar got confused about what Michael meant and then said that perhaps he could put it in her cookie and Michael became a little disgusted? I don't get why Michael overreacted.
With that in mind, let's talk about afternoon del.....i mean....let's talk about cookies. I was quite fortunate in my childhood to have homemade cookies all the time. Not factory dough squeezed out of a can and then shoved in an oven, but actual cookie dough made from staple ingredients and mixed together. I ate many types of cookies: from chocolate chip to sour cream to chocolate crinkles and several others.
But now, sadly, homemade cookies are few and far between what with me being lazy and not a good baker and all. But oh how the memory of a fresh, warm cookie in my mouth takes me to such a joyous place.