The best cookie I’ve ever had in my entire life was a Cranberry White Chocolate Orange cookie.
Now, I’m not sure whether the cookie was actually that delicious, or if was just because of circumstances. Let me set the scene for you and explain those circumstances:
A surprisingly sunny October afternoon in London. Trafalgar Square to be exact.
After a morning that started off with the hotel’s version of a complimentary full breakfast (i.e. toast and nothing else) and included, among other things, a visit to Hyde Park, Kensington Palace, gotten lost in Hyde Park, been propositioned in Hyde Park (yep, that happened), and then made our way to Trafalagar Square, we were starving. The kind of starving where (as my mother would say) your stomach says “Thank you” every time your swallow.