I have this memory of making chocolate chip cookies with my mother. Or rather, I’m sneaking spoonfuls of raw cookie dough and shoveling it in my mouth when she’s not looking. Isn’t that what every kid does?
I hate the way memories work, though. We believe that something happened, maybe once or repeatedly. This could be a full, complex scene in our mind, or an anecdote we could swear happened but can’t remember the surrounding details. Sometimes, the memory is created by a photograph we’ve seen or a story we’ve heard so many times, it has cemented itself in our brain. But it usually isn’t the whole truth – what we are remembering may only be a snippet of what happened. In this case, though, I choose to believe this memory. It serves me in many ways – the least of which is reminiscing about what a wonderful childhood I had.
The Toll House cookie itself was invented by Ruth Graves Wakefield in 1938. She and her husband owned the Toll House Inn in Massachusetts and she was known for her excellent cooking and desserts. The cookie became so popular that Ruth struck a deal with Nestle – they could have her recipe if she could have a lifetime supply of chocolate. Ruth was a genius.
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