tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post8063325967980495951..comments2008-02-07T09:48:31.607-08:00Comments on Coffee Bean Goddess: Whipped Is Wicked GoodDeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-42172416653192046022008-02-07T09:48:00.000-08:002008-02-07T09:48:00.000-08:00Yep, Kate! Yummmm indeed. (smile)Gordo, how sweet ...Yep, Kate! Yummmm indeed. (smile)<BR/><BR/>Gordo, how sweet of you to make the cookies for you wife who, I'm sure, deserves the treat. But you can put another flavor of jam or jelly in some of them, just for you. I almost dabbed in some orange marmalade, myself.<BR/><BR/>Mage, if I went to a real live Raiders game, I'd BEG for the protection of 20 cops. In person, those Black Hole denizens would scare the beyaysus out of me! I am strictly a woosie television fan.Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-54859908731840972002008-02-07T07:10:00.000-08:002008-02-07T07:10:00.000-08:00Just thing of my restraint in not discussing "your...Just thing of my restraint in not discussing "your" Raiders...who are "our" problem children every year. If you ever come to one of the games here, you will find 20 cops per inch awaiting you.<BR/><BR/>Nope, not making those perfection cookies. I would eat even all the small ones immediatly. <BR/><BR/>I just wanted to comment that opeing your blog is fractionally disconcerting as we are well past the Super Bowl now. :)Mage And Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17333086721654817750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-14216610436132793622008-02-07T04:36:00.000-08:002008-02-07T04:36:00.000-08:00Mmmmmm, thumbprint cookies ... :-)My Mom still mak...Mmmmmm, thumbprint cookies ... :-)<BR/><BR/>My Mom still makes them when her group of church ladies has a bake sale or other food event.<BR/><BR/>Football could fall of the planet for all I care and I'm not a big fan of lemon, either. My wife is, though. Maybe I'll try some of this to surprise her.Gordohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07601738885232775770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-57227815520696977072008-02-05T11:19:00.000-08:002008-02-05T11:19:00.000-08:00Oh YUMMMMMMMM!Oh YUMMMMMMMM!Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05707246801058979473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-45783520410181005242008-02-05T10:47:00.000-08:002008-02-05T10:47:00.000-08:00Gee, Bex, you oughta hear the comments I endure ab...Gee, Bex, you oughta hear the comments I endure about my Raiders! (grin) In any case, a few of these magic cookies will take away the pain of any indiscriminate prattle about football teams. Dip 'em in melted dark chocolate and you won't even note outright slander. Good grief -- have we accidentally discovered the means to World Peace?Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-78715027771036876102008-02-05T08:05:00.000-08:002008-02-05T08:05:00.000-08:00I am in a conundrum! Coming from just north of Bo...I am in a conundrum! Coming from just north of Boston, your comments about "our team" didn't go down too well, however, these cookies have more than made up for any old football stuff - since I hate the game myself - and may just wind up in our tummies one of these fine days. Thanks for the fabulous recipe-prose, as well!crowcottagehttp://crowcottage.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-86827819864664271902008-02-05T07:08:00.000-08:002008-02-05T07:08:00.000-08:00Ah, Mage, there you go -- make them in the (better...Ah, Mage, there you go -- make them in the (better) small size and count them as a well-earned reward!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-82932294664655944082008-02-05T06:34:00.000-08:002008-02-05T06:34:00.000-08:00If I ever get below 200 poounds, I assure you thes...If I ever get below 200 poounds, I assure you these will be first on my list.Mage And Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17333086721654817750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-15373809271077035762008-02-04T21:40:00.000-08:002008-02-04T21:40:00.000-08:00Oh dear. I know, Wendy. I have learned to buy trou...Oh dear. I know, Wendy. I have learned to buy trousers with elastic waist bands. (sigh)Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-77954132819032803162008-02-04T21:33:00.000-08:002008-02-04T21:33:00.000-08:00Dee, my friend, my trousers and I have a real love...Dee, my friend, my trousers and I have a real love/hate relationship thing going on with your writings at the moment. But dayum, woman, the trousers may lose this round.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09684838805174960356noreply@blogger.com