These cookies are part meringue and part macaroon. And they look heavenly to me. I saw them on the Oh Joy! site; you can order them at Dean & Deluca.
P and I went to our first childbirth class last night. The topic was Comfort Measures. (If you’re pregnant and you live in the Twin Cities area, the Childbirth Collective is a great resource.) One thing they recommended in class was planning what you are going to eat after giving birth, as you often go a long time without really getting to eat before then. I seriously might want these cookies to be part of that meal for me.
While on the topic of sweets, I’ll mention that I definitely have gestational diabetes. I’m feeling a lot better about it than I was when I wrote that initial post. My first response upon hearing the probable diagnosis was to embrace the fact that this was something that I have some degree of control over. While I am lucky that this is a complication that I can take action to improve, I think I embraced this thought to the point of blaming myself. And that’s not fair! Or nice. Now I’m monitoring my blood sugar levels four times a day and taking a urine test every morning. A big change for me is having to eat consistently throughout the day – lots of small snacks and small meals. It’s a lot of work, preparing all those diabetic-appropriate meals and doing all the monitoring. If I can keep my blood sugar levels down, though, everything should be fine with peppadew and me. And that’s good.
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March 29, 2011 at 10:33 pm
Tiffany
sorry about the diabetes! but good for you for being done blaming
good for you AND me for posting about these cookies!!
May 15, 2011 at 7:53 am
Cynthia
My mother in law had gestational diabetes, and she was telling me last night that a couple weeks before her labor she bought a big cake that looked amazing to her and put it in the freezer. When she was on the way to the hospital, she grabbed the cake. It thawed while she was in labor, and afterwards she ate it with gusto.
This story came, by the way, after I mentioned that after I give birth I want to eat a pound of prosciutto, which is a smoked ham that I’m not supposed to eat while preggos. It shouldn’t surprise you Andrea, but I think about smoked meats and fish frequently, wishing I could eat them. Indeed, I periodically look it up on the web just to check to make sure I’m really not supposed to. And I’ve cheated a few times!