The First Cookie of the New Year

It is the tenth of January, my friends, and you know what the tenth means - a cookie! Since I am being driven down to Boston by the beautiful and terrible Holly Black in the morning, and thus we may end up joining a circus and getting eaten by tigers, I put up this cookie in the stilly hours of the night. (I hear internet reception inside tigers, not so good.)

As you all know, I pay careful attention to the wishes of my wise and lovely blog readers at all times! And people seemed to feel that...