Back in college my friend, J, who went to Syracuse would rave about this magical cookie place that one could go and fetch warm, just out of the oven at Grandma's house cookies. Take a moment to let your mouth begin to salivate. Whilst J's sister and I were out at Amber last week we, as normal sweet seeking women were in search of dessert after our sushi filled dinner. As we ambled up through Murray Hill we suddenly both stopped, looked up at the sign and without a word to each other raced to beat each other into Insomnia Cookies. K had the peanut butter chocolate chip cookie and I indulged in the s'more cookie. Both the deluxe edition of the cookies. Let's just say people gave us looks as we attempted to land the cookie from the wax bag, all warm and gooey, into our mouths.
A few months ago a co-worker was lucky enough to get Insomnia Cookies for their birthday and Ronnybrook Farm Milk. A divine combination if you ever pick up a bottle at Chelsea Market and make your way to Murray Hill for a cookie.
5 out of 5
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