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Dessert

I love dessert!

Pie, cake, cupcakes, cookies and ice cream.  It's genetic, my Grandpa Blick ate Blueberry Pie for breakfast frequently.  Why not it's fruit and bread, how is that different than toast with jam?  My Grandpa Huber always had an amazing selection of cookies.  The ice cream comes from both sides, the Blicks made homemade ice cream all the time and the Hubers always had one bowl before bed.

One of the first things I learned to make was cookies.  My dad and I always made a ton of chocolate chip cookies.  We would triple the batch and then count to see if the recipe was right.  Most of them would end up in the freezer to be enjoyed later.  To this day one of my favorite memories with my sister is sneaking into the deep freeze in the garage and grabbing a stack of frozen cookies.

In the 2nd grade I learned to make Cheesecake, the easy kind with a pre-made graham cracker crust.  It was for a contest at school but my pie was ineligible cause it wasn't completely from scratch.  So into the fridge it went and some how I didn't get a piece.  My mom thinks I must have had some but I don't remember and have alway held out that my family ate it without me.

The first thing I made for Tyrone when we were dating was GF Chocolate Chip Cookies.  He was heading to a wedding in Montana and they were for his road trip.  He said they were very good.  The father of the bride is Tyrone's mentor and he told Tyrone to marry that girl 'cause her cookies were amazing.

I still love to bake more than cook.  If I had the choice I'd just bake and there would be no dinner, just dessert.  So as I write this there is a blueberry cobbler in the oven since I didn't have enough flour for pie.  The smell is driving me crazy and I hope it's done soon...

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