I made the cookies after all; they're sitting in a bowl in my fridge. If you ever want to come over, I'm just in Medford. I have cookies. I'd like to see you. Or I could bike to your place. My personal email is still MIA at Google, but my official email works fine now.

I hope that Apple Mistake Tart works out well; I didn't eat it before I froze it but it smelled amazing, almost caramel-like.