Our wild and crazy Friday night. We lounged around the apartment, until we decided to go hunt down a place called Milk and Cookies. Their website said they would be open until 11. We got there at 10:30 to find a locked door and different hours listed on the door. It said they closed at 10! We were so sad until the gentleman at the counter let us in to “warm up.” He ended up giving us a box of cookies. We had a coupon for a baker’s dozen, but he gave us more than that. This was the hasty picture I took of their window display. We took our cookies to a nearby Starbucks. It was our only option other than a bar, sadly. We both ordered milk and ate some of our cookies, like the old people we are.
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