Azaireal
Cookies, the best of all baked goods.
To bake a cookie, one needs to make a dough, this dough can be made from a variety of ingrediants, no of which I can recall off hand. Being the lazy basterd I am, I usually buy the premade cookie dough, and dish that out onto a tray, and bake from there. Nothing beats a freshly baked cookie and its scourching taste when they come right from the oven.
There are more types of cookies than the godly home made ones, there are the deep and delicious store bought types that are nigh-immpossible to make at home, mostly becasue Oreo would sue our asses if they ever found out we were mimicing their goodies. Oreos and rainbow chips ahoy are two of the greatest and most divine of all cookies, but they have nothing over the simplicity and purity of the "ARROW ROOT COOKIE", or more commonly know as "BABY COOKIES" ((in canada at least, whre I am from)) The sweet suculent taste of those scrumtious morsels is almost like tasting heaven...
Cookies are an interesting subject, they can be compared to many things, such as religin, war, and economics. But instead of those highly controversal topics, I shall compare cookies to swords. A cookie is like a sword becasue they can come in all shapes and sizes, no two need to be exactly the same, and like swords, there can be slight visual modification to make them special or significant. A chocolat chip cookie is like the longsword of cookies. It is the most commonly found of the big one handed cookies that just about everyone loves for its chocolatey goodness. Like a longsword, the decortive aspect of the cookie can be symbolic of a family or duty, or even an attitude such s law or chaos. The delicate arrangment of chocolat chips can indicate that the cookie is of a lawful origin, and a more liberal and chaotic spread might indicate that the baker loves randomness. If the cookie is made in a stylistic way, it can be copied to form a type of order, much like many soldiers all baring the same type of sword.
In conclusion, cookies are yummy.
To bake a cookie, one needs to make a dough, this dough can be made from a variety of ingrediants, no of which I can recall off hand. Being the lazy basterd I am, I usually buy the premade cookie dough, and dish that out onto a tray, and bake from there. Nothing beats a freshly baked cookie and its scourching taste when they come right from the oven.
There are more types of cookies than the godly home made ones, there are the deep and delicious store bought types that are nigh-immpossible to make at home, mostly becasue Oreo would sue our asses if they ever found out we were mimicing their goodies. Oreos and rainbow chips ahoy are two of the greatest and most divine of all cookies, but they have nothing over the simplicity and purity of the "ARROW ROOT COOKIE", or more commonly know as "BABY COOKIES" ((in canada at least, whre I am from)) The sweet suculent taste of those scrumtious morsels is almost like tasting heaven...
Cookies are an interesting subject, they can be compared to many things, such as religin, war, and economics. But instead of those highly controversal topics, I shall compare cookies to swords. A cookie is like a sword becasue they can come in all shapes and sizes, no two need to be exactly the same, and like swords, there can be slight visual modification to make them special or significant. A chocolat chip cookie is like the longsword of cookies. It is the most commonly found of the big one handed cookies that just about everyone loves for its chocolatey goodness. Like a longsword, the decortive aspect of the cookie can be symbolic of a family or duty, or even an attitude such s law or chaos. The delicate arrangment of chocolat chips can indicate that the cookie is of a lawful origin, and a more liberal and chaotic spread might indicate that the baker loves randomness. If the cookie is made in a stylistic way, it can be copied to form a type of order, much like many soldiers all baring the same type of sword.
In conclusion, cookies are yummy.
Damn, fogot to quote the page... oh well, this is why cookies are like longswords.
Heidi, you wore skirts on a regular basis... or should I mention that it was a high school uniform kilt. Or would that be a bad thign to mention?
And I mention that I am a ninja frequently.
