Every time I visit my parents during the winter months, I can usually expect to see the pantry lined with bright boxes of Girl Scout Cookies. That’s a perk you get from living in a town where girls still come to the door, (like I did,) selling boxes of delicious-ness. I was able to get a couple boxes this from a sweet friend who is willing to ship, but I set my limits at 2 boxes. I had to.
I have a weakness for a bunch of flavors, (except for that new mango one, not a fan,) but there is no doubt as to what my mom has always loved the most. Even as these were baking, I found her with a small glass of milk with a few Peanut Butter Sandwich cookies soaking. (We call them Peanut Butter Sandwiches in Wisconsin, what are they in other places? Do si do-s?)