Cookie Hearts

My room mate loves baking.

Which is a good thing because I love cooking but baking is a special kind of peril.

The best part is that he does it well and I will tell you that coming home at night to the smell of an apartment where someone spent the day baking is pretty close to heaven.

He made gluten free cookies with chocolate chunks and I was more than grateful.

The first one I grabbed?


Right in the middle, a heart-shaped chocolate chunk stood out and had me smiling ear-to-ear.

No epic story to go along with it or some revelation.

Just cookie and gratitude.

Sometimes those are more than enough.


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