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When I was about 8 years old, my "great aunt" Mat (she was actually two greats and her name was Mattie) stopped living with us and went to live with her youngest sister, who was named Fannie. We would go visit them about once a month. Aunt Fannie had some of the best snack foods in her house, and one of my favorite was the peanut shaped cookies. While Bobby was in the hospital, I rediscovered them in the cafeteria! So I looked for them in the grocery store, and lo and behold, there they were! So unlike my good friend Sara who is publicly willing to account for every morsel that goes in her mouth, I'll just be satisfied to say that peanut butter, which is this cookie's filling, is healthy and full of protein, and that I might start my diet next week. Maybe.
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Jennifer said…
So you didn't know Nutter Butters were in the store? They are my favorite cookie
April 10, 2008 at 8:15 PM
Lydia said…
Diet? What's that? I don't believe in them! Thanks you SO much for your visit today! It has AMAZED me that people are willing to be in a car for TWO hours just to spend a few minutes encouraging us at the hospital. We are encouraged...and blessed..and loved (and in love with) by our new CBC family!
April 12, 2008 at 4:50 PM
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