I decided to make cookies for all the neighbors in my complex because I'm an awesome neighbor and let's face it, I'm a Provo girl, baking cookies is what we do. They turned out pretty good considering that I got home and realized I had no measuring instruments. I found a coffee pot to use help with cups but I had to eyeball it for teaspoons and such. I sent Ivan to the next door guy first, he inspired the idea the other day when I heard him in the grocery store comment that he just wanted a sugar cookie. I think he's having a hard time adjusting to Tico cuisine. Anyway the little girl from downstairs either saw or smelled the cookies and ran up to see. I had Ivan tell her they were still in the oven (second batch) 10 minutes later when their plate was ready she was still standing outside the door. So cute. The are very sweet, very well behaved kids from California/Florida. Like I said, they were good cookies, but man were they rich. They seemed SO sweet and buttery compared to what we've been eating. I'll post more about the food later but it's weird to detox from all that processed junk, not because I want to but because it's just not available, or at least not affordable. The baked goods here aren't terribly good anyway in comparison to our moist, fluffy breads and muffins and such. Maybe that's why you don't see a lot of fat Costa Ricans though.
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