If you've known me for more than five minutes, you know that my sweet tooth rules mostly all of my eating habits. For that reason, I fancy myself quite the cookie expert. Best chocolate chip cookie in the States? BJ's. As in the chain restaurant. As in my taste is just that refined. But their chocolate chip pizookie cookies are so. freaking. good. Best oatmeal raisin cookie in the States? Subway, duh! I know, I know, I should be a gourmet taste-tester. But the thing I've learned since moving to Europe is that it's so very hard to find a good cookie here.
Thankfully, that's not the only thing I've learned since moving to Europe.
Also thankfully, there are two exceptions to the "Europe doesn't do cookies (or at least doesn't do them well)" rule: (1) Millie's Cookies in the Berlin hauptbahnhof and (2) Ben's Cookies in London (various locations).
So on Jenny's second day in London, when the 3 of us split up (we all had different things we wanted to do), we arranged to meet at the High Street Kensington tube station a few hours after we parted ways. Jenny and I were waiting there for Lindsay when we decided to stop into Ben's and get "just one cookie each." When we arrived at the counter, however, we couldn't decide on just one, so we decided on "just two cookies each." When the woman at the counter said, "Buying five cookies is actually cheaper than buying four", Jenny decided she'd get another. And when the woman at the counter said, "Well, and if you buy give, you get two free", we ended up with seven cookies between the two of us.
Sorry, Lindsay. Next time we're in London, I promise I'll go to Ben's and get cookies with you...just for your sake. Not at all for mine.