C is for cookie!

Little known fact: I currently cohabitate with one of Oberlin's most accomplished bakers - the one and only supermegafoxyawesomehot Rue Oseas. She's spent this Winter Term blogging about the recipes that "taught her how to cook," and we (her hungry housemates) are the lucky ducks who get to eat all her delicious leftovers. As I stumbled about our house this morning all bleary-eyed and undercaffeinated, Rue was hard at work in the kitchen whipping up a batch of sugar cookies for us to decorate later. Great Saturday, or GREATEST SATURDAY?

At first, I was reluctant to join in the festivities (I wanted to take a nap), but as soon as I realized how much fun everyone else was having, I couldn't help pulling a chair up to the table and getting my ice on.

Rue was ridiculously prepared for this decorating fête; she had mixed several bowls of colored icing, purchased copious amounts of sprinkles, and even got us some decorating gel for detailing. While most of our cookies were decorated quite traditionally, our love for pop culture, Valentine's hearts, and snark eventually manifested itself in our icing choices.

Housemate bonding, sugar, and, well...more sugar. I can't think of any other way that I would have rather spent my Saturday afternoon. Yay, friends! Yay, cookies! Yay, Winter Term weekends!