Our family's big Christmas celebration is on Christmas Eve when we all meet at my parents' house for subs, potato chips, ice cream, and, of course, cookies. Even though we are all grown with kids of our own, my mom doesn't let us eat cookies until after dinner. Since we've all been denying ourselves there's always a mad rush to get the best ones. And since there are 25 of us, it's every man for himself. I don't know who made this little guy, but he was delicious.
