I recently baked some cookies as a thank you gift for one of my pastors. He offered a cookie to his co-pastor, and the other pastor commented that they should get me to bake a whole bunch of cookies for the "Western Welcome Weekend" that they have coming up at my church.

I later e-mailed to say that I will do it, as long as they don't think it will be a budget concern, and I can turn in my receipts. Those cookies are quite decadent, but also expensive to make, due to having unsweetened, semi-sweet, milk, and white chocolate in them.

He e-mailed back to say that they already have someone else lined up to bake the "Cowpie Cookies" they need. The pastor commented that, "Deluxe chocolate cookies like that are a waste on youth. They tend inhale them without even tasting them," and "At that point I hadn't thought about what I was eating, only that it tasted good and was the right shape and color".

The first thought he had was, "That looks like a big pile of sh*t"?!?!

Usually, that's an insult, but in this case, I guess it would be a compliment!!!

The cookies I made were "Sweetie Pies" from Mrs. Field's Cookie Book, but I always refer to them as "Ressurection Cookies". The first time I made them, I brought them to church as part of a hospitality tray. My pastor tried one, and urged a visiting pastor to try them by telling him, "I'm looking forward to the ressurection, because I'm hoping it will be as good as those cookies!". On another date, he said, "These are the kind of cookies, that if you died when you were eating them, Saint Peter would tell you to go to Hell ... because you've already been to Heaven".

You can't really get a higher compliment on your baking than that ...