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October 19, 2007


My mom was a sensitive, kind and loving person. "Dava's cookies " were a perfect example of this.
Some of the cookies were Italian favorites but most of them were family favorites. The trays were huge and colorful and seasonal. Due to an ingenious mental inventory system that only she possessed, everybody's favorite cookie was represented and there were always enough so you could leave with a few days supply. I can not remember a holiday or family get-together that lacked my mom's cookies

Boy, I remember those big trays of cookies at all the family get- togethers. I forget which ones were my favorites but, then again, I ate them all!

I actually don't remember these (there were soooo many cookies to choose from). Maybe the mint green scared me away, but now I regret all the years I could have been eating them.

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