We had such a relaxing time at my folks house hanging with the fam and some friends. Both Mom and Dad outdid themselves with dinner--Dad barbecued a teriyaki ginger Salmon, and Mom grilled gouda topped pears on toast for appetizers and created a pear/hazelnut/grand marnier reduction sauce over vanilla ice cream for dessert!! (Is your mouth watering yet?) I made some Martha Stewart inspired fireworks cookies to add some patriotism to our buffet (except mine were deliciously gluten and dairy free). The whole way to my parents' house, Salem kept asking, "Cookie? Cookie?" and sometimes adding, "Please!" because she saw them on my lap in the car.
"We're going to eat the cookies at Grammy and Poppa's house." I'd try my best to explain.
"Ohhh." She'd say, matter-of-factly. Then twenty seconds later, "Cookie?"
When we finally got to my parents' house, she knew it was time for cookies. I gave her a small one and she was quite elated. The evidence was all over her face.