Wednesday, November 27, 2013

A Very Squirrley Story and Some Cookies

Many years ago, my Aunt Barbie took me on a college tour of The University of Maryland, College Park. The campus was amazing, the weather ideal, and being with my cool aunt made for the perfect day. But when I look back on that day, I don't really remember much about the campus or the tour (other than the impressive Journalism building). What I remember most is meeting George.

Somewhere along our self-guided tour, we realized we were being followed by a squirrel. Everywhere we looked, the same squirrel was behind us, in front of us, or right next to us. Since he seemed to like our company, we decided to name him and consider him a friend. I think it was Barbie who decided to name him George. Why George? I have no idea. He must have looked like a George.

Packed away somewhere I'm sure I have a picture or two of George from that day. But even without the picture, George's memory has lived on to this day. If either Barbie or I see a funny squirrel picture or there happens to be a squirrel nearby, George's name inevitably comes up. 

Since it's nearly Thanksgiving and all, I decided this would be a good time to give thanks to my Aunt Barbie in the form of a surprise box of cookies. It didn't take long to come up with the idea of baking squirrel cookies. And some acorns. George probably ate lots of acorns.
I originally wanted these cookies to be a squirrely grey-brown color, like I remember George being, but ended up with a darker brown. A few shades darker, and these squirrels could almost pass for Kent's black squirrels

Not only did these cookies provide a fun trip down memory lane, but they were pretty easy to make. A little sanding sugar. A little icing swirl for fur, and these little candy pearls for eyes.
The acorns were just as easy to decorate, with light brown icing and gold sanding sugar. 
These cookies should arrive at Barbie's house today, just in time for Thanksgiving. I'm so fortunate to have amazing aunts who have been there for me throughout the years. It was Barbie who first took me to New York City when I was 18, and who served as a role model, showing me that a woman can be successful in the workplace. She continues to show me how to be spontaneous, how to follow my dreams, and how to commune with nature. I am so thankful for all she has shared and all I've been able to experience with and because of her. 

Thank you Barbie! I hope you enjoy your cookies! 

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