I sometimes wonder if pregnant women have food cravings as bad, diverse, and often as I do. Within the span of a month I can want homemade bread, pad Thai, shepherds pie, babaghanoush, nutella, macarons (which I’ve never even tasted!) and oatmeal carrot cookies. There’s no rhyme or reason.
Back in the spring, there was nothing I wanted more than some plain ol’ oatmeal cookies. So I set to work, keeping in mind one of my weird baking mantras: Everything tastes better with sprinkles and dried fruit! This might be why my roommates are bit iffy on my baking. Whoops.
I used the recipe I found in some Cookie Cookbook, which, unfortunately, I don’t have with me.
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