I’m often asked what my favorite dessert is. Which is next to impossible to answer. There are just so many amazing possibilities. It depends on my mood, my company, the time of the day, the season… it’s complicated business, this sweets obsession.
Unless we’re talking about cookies. Then it’s frighteningly easy and clear. Cookies are my favorite.
But then the question becomes, what kind?
You can never go wrong with a classic chocolate chip cookie, but then sometimes you’re confronted with an amazing selection of omigod options.
Like I was at Hope’s Cookies inside Philadelphia’s Reading Terminal Market.
From chocolate raspberry to caramel pecan…
Oatmeal raisin to apricot almond….
Peanut butter to snickerdoodles…
I have to say, they looked so over-the-top ridiculous that I had low expectations. But I was blown away.
Each cookie was moist, sugary and buttery.
Every flavor was unique.
They were generously sized but not obscene.
And, well, I’m in trouble. Because I now know that Hope’s delivers.