Does anyone else like cookies? I’m a big fan of them. I hear from some older adults that we (and our parents) are a cookie generation, while many of the older people of the United States aren’t so much for cookies. I’m not sure of the veracity of this, but I figure it’s as plausible as any theory on the cosmopolitan trends of baked goods.

Anyway, today in Literary Criticism, a group presented to us on feminist criticism. They brought home-baked cookies with which to win us over. They were so good, I used my crappy phone camera to take a picture so you all could be jealous of the wonderful cookies that we had today.

So, compliments of the feminist criticism group, I give to you these cookies (excuse the quality of the image. The camera in my phone really does suck. A lot.)

They were some fine cookies, especially since they followed the mantra from one of my favorite childhood stories, If you Give a Mouse a Cookie…, and they had some milk for us to wash down the cookies.