This is not a secret. Read my lips: “I don’t bake cookies.” Who has the time? Baking cookies is the pastime of June Cleaver, not someone who wants to rule the country. I mean, run the country.
I eat cookies, though. I’m something of the Clinton family aficionado when it comes to cookies. Soft and chewy cookies are better than firm and crunchy cookies. Except for Oreos. I twist my Oreos to break them in half, eat the half with no creme filling, then lick the filling off the other half, then eat it.
Soft and chewy cookies have a limit, though. There will be no Mrs. Fields’ Cookies in the White House. Ever. Or, at least from 2008 to 2016. Debbie Fields’ cookies are nothing more than wads of cookie dough stuffed with chocolate or nuts or lint or whatever else they can find under the refrigerator and then, get this, they’re not baked.
I don’t bake cookies, and from the taste of those pasty sweet wads of doughy allergen, Mrs. Fields doesn’t bake cookies, either.
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