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Wow!
This one was broken, so I had to eat it. So, so tasty!
One day while shopping at Macy's, I found a really cute Martha Stewart alphabet cookie cutter set, from A to Z, on clearance, marked down to twenty bucks. While I'm a serious baker, I'm not one to bake elaborate sugar cookies, although I'm a big fan. I know someone who is though, so I took this darling little set to her doorstep that night. She liked them too! So as a thank you, Jennie said she would be happy to whip up some fancy cookies for me sometime, so I called her the week of Lindsey's homecoming, and I couldn't have been more delighted with the result. So cute and also incredibly delicious. Thank you, Jennie! I hope you're enjoying the rest of the alphabet cookie cutters too. Woohoo! The W sure looks wonderful.

Comments

Shana said…
Way to go Jennie! These are gorgeous! I LOVE that kind of cookie. Can I have some of the broken ones, too??? ;)
Bobbi said…
Those are v. cute!
Way cute! i'll be expecting some in the shape of P on my doorstep really soon!!
Lonna said…
Those are so cute, and who would have thought that the letter W could look so good, and wear Halloween colors so well. What a cute idea.
Julie V. said…
simply Wonderful

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