May and June were synonymous with chocolate chip cookies and do nothing days. May marked the end of the very long rat race that was the academic year. But like any good race, it was celebrated with great fanfare. And by fanfare, I mean sleeping in, actually enjoying the weekend, leaving the house during the day hours for something other than class, meandering through forests, and of course, chocolate chip cookies.

This the first chocolate chip cookie recipe that I've succeeded in a long time. And by a long time, I mean ever. (It turns out that the secret, after all, was just butter). So, May and June were devoted to cookies and to eating lots of them to help me recover from the ending of Avengers Infinity War, to carry me through sleepless nights of binge-watching Downtown Abbey, and to give me the strength to start and finish summer school.

Each crunch was an ode to childhood and each munch a promise of happiness and bliss.