Oatmeal and Raisen at Chocolati

There was nothing else like it!  

The world would be changed forever!

I swear the idea I had while I was waiting to order my drip coffee and cookie at the Chocolati on Greenwood and 8?th was so profound that there was even a rise in my pants!

However... once I got to the counter and placed my order that idea realized that I wasn't going to pay the due respect it deserved and decided to flee my brain cavity. What a fucker I then thought. Which is not that good of an idea. 

Oh yeah, the cookie...

Here's some phone pictures of it.

Here's some drawings.

After drawing this craggy-ass cookie I realized that I was not reaching my average level of impatient perfectionism. These damned cookies are just to fucking hard to draw.

Anyway, the cookie was good. The IDEA was better. 3 NOMS.

NOM NOM NOM

Marc J Palm is the Official Cookie Taster

Years ago I had "Official Cookie Taster" embroidered onto one of my favorite winter coats. I did this for two reasons:
1. because I really like cookies 

2. because I had a solo music project by that name. But no one wants to hear this when they think of cookies.

So NOW, after being asked if it was my real job a 1,000 times, I'm going to start fresh as a cookie reviewer. From time to time I'm going to taste cookies, photograph them or draw them and then write something about them. I'm not really selective or fussy when it comes to cookies, so I doubt there will be any bad reviews.

Got recommendations? Let e know where there are great cookies. E-mail tips to officialcookietaster at Gmail. Or you can leave a comment below.

Bribery! I highly recommend it! If you work at a cafe or any other place that want a free review of the cookies you serve there... all you need to do is give me a free cookie. Contact me with your offer and I'll stop by and work my magic.


Thanks.