RecipeMuncher

I have a very vague, small, hidden away memory that is of relatively little importance in my life as a whole, but makes for a good starter topic for today’s cookie: Coconut Macaroons. I was in the kitchen of my Nana and Poppy’s house circa 1995, and my Aunt was sitting at the glass kitchen table, right beside the faux-colonial painted plates mounted on the wall and across from Sam (Nana’s Parakeet with a nasty habit for screeching and a sweet tooth for human flesh) who was pa (...)