All those lovely people that bought me plates of Christmas cookies..... Sigh. They are sitting on my table, getting stale, not getting eaten. I am the cookie lover of the family. Cookies are my strongest temptation (the item that I am weakest resisting), especially when there is a variety of homemade goodies that I haven't tried - My curiosity is rampant -- what is her recipe, which grandma did it come down for, is her family Scandinavian, Irish, English, Italian, Swedish, French, Turkish, Greek - what influences are present, how did the spices combine, what are the textures like... I am so curious and the treats are so small. And each day that goes by with the cookies uneaten they look so neglected, forlorn, and sad. All that effort to make them going unappreciated.... And what about if run into the friends who gave them to me and they ask me which one was my favorite, how will I answer? Why won't the guys eat the cookies? (Because they prefer cobbler, which we made and just finally was finished off by my son yesterday) But they could eat cookies and cobbler, plus maybe some of the nuts and candy that were also dropped off. But no - I've done too good a job teaching balanced eating, so they are not just gnoshing on sweet treats, they are having a single serving of their favorite and then eating proteins and veggies without a carb side dish.