As a kid I remember spending time baking pies and biscuits from scratch. I'd look over my mother or grandmother's shoulder and pour in the milk as they'd stir. As I get older I've realize that baking is apart of my existence. I escape from reality into flour and cocoa powder. Baking warms my soul. I love cooking country meals, but I often burn the beans, overcook the chicken, or get the casserole a little too crispy. I have got a sweet tooth like a child, and my hips show it. If you're dieting, or trying to shed a few lbs then I wouldn't try a recipe here. If you just don't give a hoot like me, go for it, indulge, and let me know what you think! I don't even want to know how many calories are in one of these...

Neapolitan Cupcakes!
Nieman Marcus Cookies!

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