Dreamy Chocolate Chip Cookie Balls

I’m not sure if I’ve ever talked about my parents’ obsession with moving change.

I lived in a total of 12 houses in the first 17 years of my life.

Now, you may not think that’s a lot, but when you factor in that 6 of those 12 were temporary houses while our next house was being complete, that’s a heck of a lot of packing and unpacking in a short amount of time.

Sometimes these temporary houses would have a full kitchen, sometimes they wouldn’t. Sometimes they had a bedroom, sometimes they did not.

To make the transition as easy as possible, my Mom would make hundreds of casseroles. From manicotti, cannelloni, lasagna, to beef stroganoff. We’d live off the same meal for months until we moved into our more permanent home.

(It’s safe to say you will see very little in the way of manicotti recipes on the blog. Even saying that word gives me the shakes. Too much of a good thing is never, ever good.)

My favorite temporary house was when we rented a 1 bedroom basement suite next door to Auntie Lesley and Uncle Joe’s house.

They had just had their daughter; Mylaine, so my sister and I spent a lot of time before and after school taking care of her.

(My sister will probably kill me for posting this picture. Awesome hat, right? hehe)

We loved heading next door to hang out and eat all the chocolate chip cookies from the Winnie the Pooh cookie jar help take care of our new cousin.

Gosh, those cookies were good. Rrr… I mean it was a great bonding experience.

It seemed like Auntie Lesley always had a fresh batch in the jar just waiting for my sister and I. They were doughy, and melty, and buttery…

When my Mom would ask my sister and I why we liked Auntie Lesley’s cookies over her own, we’d always say “but Mom, they’re not cookies. They’re pie crust balls with chocolate chips. They cannot be compared!”

Before Kevin returned home from the UK last weekend, he’d mentioned that he was craving chocolate chip cookies. Being the awesome girlfriend I am, I thought I’d try my hand at recreating my Aunt’s cookies to satisfy his craving.

2 batches later and I was taken down memory lane… with a very full tummy.

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