On the way to my night out, I dawdled in DC's Union Station. Therein I spied an Italian cookie store which sold some attractive Amareti cookies. Amazingly these were the cookies I have sought for so long. So delightfully almondy were these treats that I took the smallest bites possible in order to prolong the pleasure. I am of course a double dumb ass. For one, they were in DC all the time I lived there. For another, you can probably get these things just about anywhere. Let's put that aside so that I might bask in the consummation of my long unrequited love for the Sienna cookie.
Friday, November 18, 2005
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