Early one snow covered morning as a sleepy eyed five year old I crept quietly towards the kitchen hoping to nab a cookie before anyone was awake.
As I poked my head around the corner, I saw my grandmother, already in the kitchen baking coookies.
With a smile she whisked me on the counter next to her and showed me how she made her legendary chocolate chip cookies. My grandmother baked often, but this moment was special because it was in this moment I realized baking was a way for her to share love.
It was in this moment my own love for baking began.
This same passion for sharing love goes into every batch of cookies from the Cookie Jar. We hope our cookies bring the same joy to your day that my grandmother brought to mine.