Time:11:29pm
Place:My basement
There are always those special occasions going on from time to time around my house. Some include birthday parties or just special gatherings. My grandma lives in Astoria, Queens and she brings the best cookies along with her for us to share. Once I tasted them, I could never go back. I don't know, but they do not compete with Long Island cookies one bit. Their flavor is unique and the texture is undiscribable. She normally carries them in a small square shaped box, filled to the top. I could hear the sprinkles dancing on the bottom of the box, ready to be eaten up. Like I said, once I start eating I cannot stop. Its like they have some special ingredients in them. It could be the jelly for some, or maybe even the pouder. I have yet to find any cookie around my area close to what my Grandma brings over. The last time I looked at the box of cookies, my mouth watered. My Mom tautered me because I had to have dinner before I could have desert. I wanted to eat the cookies first so bad, but I always do so nothings new. If I could eat 100 a day, I probably would because they are that good. I would not care about how fat I would get because the flavor would already be in my stomach and I would be too happy to even think about it. They next time I could get my hands on one of my Grandma's cookies I am going to be in my glory!
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