Reblogged from Cook Up a Story:

Click to visit the original post
  • Click to visit the original post
  • Click to visit the original post
  • Click to visit the original post
  • Click to visit the original post
  • Click to visit the original post

"Those aren't Christmas cookies, Grandma," says Isla. She's looking at a new batch of Melting Moments fresh from the oven, each decorated with a jewel of raspberry jam (no sugar added) and crowned with flakes of real gold leaf.

"Of course they are," I say. "These are the cookies I make every Christmas. Ergo, they are Christmas cookies." I smile and take a big bite.

Read more… 598 more words

So Adorable