Okay, the blog police busted me for being flaky on posts, so here ya go.
Once upon a time, in a very unlikely place (Spokane, WA), I discovered the most delectable cookie ev-uh. It was big, melt-in-your-mouth buttery, dense, and best of all? It was generously smeared with pink frosting. My friends Jonathan and Taya (henceforth known as the Slabs) and I used to scour the coffee shops of Spokane in search of these elusive pink cookies. We finally figured out the source: The Rocket Bakery.
This all transpired more than a decade ago, but the memories of those pink cookies lived on. I wrote to Bon Appetit magazine, hoping they might be able to coerce the recipe out of the Rocket Bakery; I wrote directly to the Rocket Bakery, pleading with them to share the recipe; I CALLED the bakery. I got NOTHING. So then last weekend my friend John traveled to Spokane. I told him he should try the pink cookie. Being the
mentally unstable wonderfully generous friend that he is, he bought a stack of the cookies and overnighted them to me.
I was worried that the cookie would not live up to my memories, but that concern was dispelled after the first bite. It tasted exactly as I remembered. Now if I could only get the dang recipe!