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					<description><![CDATA[<p><img width="680" height="468" src="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9-680x468.jpg" class="attachment-large size-large wp-post-image" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." style="display: block; margin: auto; margin-bottom: 15px;max-width: 100%;" decoding="async" fetchpriority="high" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9-300x206.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" />Hey friend &#8211; how are you today? Hope you&#8217;re having a great weekend. (Are you?) So let&#8217;s go on a field trip to The Cape today. You in? I&#8217;ve had a love relationship with Cape Cod for many years now. I know when it started. Years ago (more than I like to think!) my family...</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img width="680" height="468" src="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9-680x468.jpg" class="attachment-large size-large wp-post-image" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." style="display: block; margin: auto; margin-bottom: 15px;max-width: 100%;" decoding="async" loading="lazy" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9-300x206.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /><p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape12.jpg"><img decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10034" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape12.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="492" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape12.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape12-300x217.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a>Hey friend &#8211; how are you today? Hope you&#8217;re having a great weekend.</p>
<p>(Are you?)</p>
<p>So let&#8217;s go on a field trip to <em><strong>The Cape</strong></em> today. You in?</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve had a love relationship with Cape Cod for many years now. I know when it started. Years ago (more than I like to think!) my family vacationed there for a couple weeks most summers. I nearly always celebrated my July birthday there. We rented a cottage near a little beach in Chatham at <em>The Farmer in the Dell</em>. If I remember correctly, the cottage had a mother-in-law suite on the back. We kids stayed in the front part and my mom and dad stayed in the suite. There were five of us kids. And as a mother of four now, I can imagine what a wonderful arrangement that would be. A little time and space is a wonderful thing, and my mom and dad had a good thing going.</p>
<p>Sadly, T<em>he Farmer in the Dell</em> is no longer there. It was razed to make room for condos. Wish I could take my kids there now, show them the little cottage and beach where we stayed.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape1.jpg"><img decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10023" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape1.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="644" height="483" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape1.jpg 644w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape1-300x225.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 644px) 100vw, 644px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>My little Charlie crawling the Hyannisport green in 2007.</em></p>
<p>After moving back to New England in 2004, we visit <em><strong>The Cape</strong></em> whenever we can. We&#8217;ve had a few lovely vacations there and were stoked to visit just a few weeks ago.</p>
<p>There are so many things about <em><strong>The Cape</strong></em> I adore. Salty air. Cape style houses. Weathered shingles. Manicured lawns. Seafood. Blue hydrangeas. Coastal charm. Rocky coast. Anchored sailboats. Lighthouses. Saltwater taffy. Seafood. Homemade ice-cream. Awesome thrifts shops. Yeah. Seriously, I could go on and on.</p>
<p><em>(And on.)</em></p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape8.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10030" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape8.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="832" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape8.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape8-245x300.jpg 245w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape8-556x680.jpg 556w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>A lovely little cove in Woods Hole.</em></p>
<p>I get this funny feeling every time I drive across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape2.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-10024" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape2.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="375" height="500" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape2.jpg 483w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape2-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 375px) 100vw, 375px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><em>Something must have been pretty funny that day on the <a href="http://www.plimoth.org/what-see-do/mayflower-ii">Mayflower</a> II in Plymouth. (Apparently no one clued in my boys.)</em></p>
<p>So we spent some time on <em><strong>The Cape</strong></em> just a few weeks ago. I had lots of ideas beforehand about what I&#8217;d write about for you here. Hoped to visit fun places, show you the best of the Cape. Things didn&#8217;t quite work out that way. Jon was working that week and I was too. Hudson had a rough week being out of his element. (Hudson&#8217;s five, has Down syndrome.) So a lot didn&#8217;t go as planned. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, we had a great week. It just wasn&#8217;t what I&#8217;d pictured in my mind&#8217;s eye.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10031" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="468" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape9-300x206.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Fell in love with this beach house in Falmouth. I think it was the roses and the porch.</em></p>
<p>So I thought, maybe I&#8217;ll go for a walk from the cottage, scout out some fun sights to share with you. Well Hudson has a lot of rules. And he&#8217;s been trying to teach us those rules for years now. And we just aren&#8217;t catching on so well. One of his rules is the stroller can&#8217;t stop rolling. And when it does, he&#8217;s ticked. And he yells.</p>
<p><em>Like, really yells.</em></p>
<p>So it was tough trying to take pictures on the walk. The first ones came out blurry. So I took him on a second walk the next day, tried to catch some fun shots. I didn&#8217;t get many not to mention my little peanut gallery was in fine form. Thankfully on that second walk he finally fell asleep and I was like YAY! Now I can get some pictures.</p>
<p>Until I remembered that when he&#8217;s sleeping and the stroller stops he wakes up. And yells. Another of his rules. It&#8217;s a real catch. Catch 22. Yup, Hudson has a lot of rules. I&#8217;ve been meaning to write a post and catalog some of them here&#8230;that will come.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape4.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10026" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape4.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="550" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape4.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape4-300x243.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Taylor family on the Cape in 2011 after seafood&#8230;.</em></p>
<p>So I&#8217;m dying to tell you about one of my favorite finds ever on the Cape. It was at a thrift store, Trash &#8216;n Treasures in the lower level of the West Dennis Community Church six or seven years ago.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape7.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10029" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape7.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="584" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape7.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape7-300x258.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p>I found a whole pile of these amazing, whimsical and detailed maps from 1932 in a box on an upper shelf. They were $6 each. $6 folks.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape6.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10028" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape6.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="510" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape6.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape6-300x225.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p>Apparently drawn by a famous architect of the day, Walter M. Gaffney of Hyannis. The girl at the register told me more details of the story, and sadly most of them escape me now. But honestly, I could KICK myself. Because I bought one copy. Yeah, one. Things were tight and our vacation budget was already spent. Seriously wish I&#8217;d bought the whole lot. Because if you&#8217;re a Cape lover (and who&#8217;s not?) you&#8217;d kill for a copy of this awesome map. It would&#8217;ve made a great Christmas gift for friends and family. I&#8217;ve been regretting not buying that box of maps for years now. I got ours framed and smile every time I walk by. Reminds me of so many great memories over the years.</p>
<p>(FYI, there&#8217;s a pamphlet entitled <em>Touring the Thrift Shops of Cape Cod</em> available at all the Cape Cod visitor centers if you like that sort of thing.)</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape3.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10025" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape3.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="490" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape3.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape3-300x216.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Hudson and me enjoying a little nose to nose at the beach.</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape5.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10027" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape5.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="510" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape5.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape5-300x225.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><em>Hudson begins his troubled relationship with beach sand </em>(Read more: <a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/stalker/">Stalker</a>)<em> on a Dennis beach in 2011. </em>(I get a charge out of this picture.)</p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape10.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10032" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape10.jpg" alt="The Cape. I get this funny feeling driving across the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. Butterflies. That little kid anticipation of wonderful things to come." width="680" height="935" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape10.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape10-218x300.jpg 218w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape10-655x900.jpg 655w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/The-Cape10-495x680.jpg 495w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Sure do love this patriotic hedge&#8230;.</em></p>
<p>Thankful for kind friends who loaned us their beautiful beach cottage in Falmouth several weeks ago, and hope you enjoyed these delightful little glimpses of Cape Cod in summer&#8230;.</p>
<p>If you ever get the chance to visit <strong><em>The Cape</em></strong>, JUMP! JUMP HIGH! You won&#8217;t regret it.</p>
<p>Hope you&#8217;re having a great weekend. Would love to hear your fun Cape memories. Or what you&#8217;re up to this weekend&#8230;</p>
<p>You may also enjoy: <a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/she-picked-up-her-pen/">She Picked Up Her Pen</a></p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/She-Picked-Up-Her-Pen5.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignleft wp-image-3094 size-thumbnail" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/She-Picked-Up-Her-Pen5-150x150.jpg" alt="She picked up her pen. Jim Gaffigan and Hudson inspired me to pick up my pen and start writing about life." width="150" height="150" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/She-Picked-Up-Her-Pen5-150x150.jpg 150w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/She-Picked-Up-Her-Pen5-320x320.jpg 320w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px" /></a></p>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p><img width="680" height="499" src="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies14-680x499.jpg" class="attachment-large size-large wp-post-image" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" style="display: block; margin: auto; margin-bottom: 15px;max-width: 100%;" decoding="async" loading="lazy" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies14.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies14-300x220.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" />So have you been to Nantucket yet? This is one place you just can&#8217;t miss. Add it to the bucket list. Nantucket is that charming island floating thirty miles south of Cape Cod, off the Massachusetts&#8217; coast. Quaint, coastal, and oozing New England, Nantucket is where I want to be in summertime, feeling those cool ocean...</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img width="680" height="499" src="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies14-680x499.jpg" class="attachment-large size-large wp-post-image" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" style="display: block; margin: auto; margin-bottom: 15px;max-width: 100%;" decoding="async" loading="lazy" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies14.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies14-300x220.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /><p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies2.jpg"><br />
<img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7079" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies2.jpg" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" width="680" height="510" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies2.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies2-300x225.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a>So have you been to Nantucket yet? This is one place you just can&#8217;t miss. Add it to the bucket list. Nantucket is that charming island floating thirty miles south of Cape Cod, off the Massachusetts&#8217; coast. Quaint, coastal, and oozing New England, Nantucket is where I want to be in summertime, feeling those cool ocean breezes.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies12.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7257" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies12.jpg" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" width="680" height="930" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies12.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies12-219x300.jpg 219w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies12-658x900.jpg 658w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p><em><strong>Nantucket Bike Path Cookies</strong></em> are what you need in your picnic hamper at potlucks, picnics and band concerts this summer. (Even better, stow &#8217;em in your bike basket exploring Nantucket&#8217;s meandering bike paths.)</p>
<p>There&#8217;s not one drop of vanilla extract in this recipe. Nope. And you won&#8217;t miss it.</p>
<p><em>Cognac instead</em>.</p>
<p>Yeah. <em>And uh huh.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies7.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7093" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies7.jpg" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" width="617" height="509" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies7.jpg 617w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies7-300x247.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 617px) 100vw, 617px" /></a></p>
<p>It&#8217;s a nice trade, cognac for vanilla extract. The cognac bumps these cookies up a notch, gives &#8217;em a fantastic flavor. Sophisticated and Nantucket worthy.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies51.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7306" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies51.jpg" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" width="680" height="870" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies51.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies51-234x300.jpg 234w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p>There&#8217;s butter. And dark chocolate chunks. And broken pecans or walnuts. This cookie dough is so tempting&#8230; (True confession, I did succumb.) These fabulous cookies are buttery and chocolaty with an old fashioned crunch to beat the band.</p>
<p>The <em><strong>Nantucket Bike Path Cookies</strong></em> recipe comes from <a title="Zaitzeff" href="http://zaitzeff.com">Zaitzeff</a> in New York City. I made just a few minor tweaks to it. This is an all butter recipe. Gulp. And because of that, they spread big time.</p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies8.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7096" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies8.jpg" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" width="680" height="444" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies8.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies8-300x196.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p>So you&#8217;ll need to refrigerate the cookie dough well before baking or the cookies spread too thin on the edges, look like those above. You don&#8217;t want that. <em>Also give plenty of space for baking. I cook 8 on a pan I&#8217;d normally cook 12 on.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies13.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7259" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies13.jpg" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" width="680" height="487" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies13.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies13-300x215.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Hope you love these fabulous<em><strong> Nantucket Bike Path Cookies</strong></em>&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies9.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7124" src="http://throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies9.jpg" alt="Nantucket Bike Path Cookies: Pack these in your picnic hamper for picnics, potlucks and band concerts this summer. Hint: cognac in this recipe!" width="680" height="493" srcset="https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies9.jpg 680w, https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Nantucket-Bike-Path-Cookies9-300x218.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 680px) 100vw, 680px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">This batch was for our local community music school&#8217;s bake sale&#8230;Score!</p>
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<h2 class="wprm-recipe-name wprm-block-text-bold">Nantucket Bike Path Cookies</h2>

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<div id="recipe-23785-ingredients" class="wprm-recipe-ingredients-container wprm-recipe-23785-ingredients-container wprm-block-text-normal wprm-ingredient-style-regular wprm-recipe-images-before" data-recipe="23785" data-servings="2"><h3 class="wprm-recipe-header wprm-recipe-ingredients-header wprm-block-text-bold wprm-align-left wprm-header-decoration-none" style="">Ingredients</h3><div class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-group"><ul class="wprm-recipe-ingredients"><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">3/4</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">cup</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">butter</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1/2</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">cup</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">brown sugar</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1/2</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">cup</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">white sugar</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">egg</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">teaspoon</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">cognac</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">cup</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">plus 2 tablespoons flour</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1/2</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">teaspoon</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">baking soda</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1/2</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">teaspoon</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">sea salt</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">3/4</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">cup</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">Paul Newman's dark chocolate</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-notes wprm-recipe-ingredient-notes-faded">or other good dark chocolate broken into pieces</span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="list-style-type: disc;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount">1/2</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit">cup</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name">walnut or pecans</span>&#32;<span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-notes wprm-recipe-ingredient-notes-faded">broken</span></li></ul></div></div>
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<span style="display: block;">And spread them far apart for baking. I cook 8 of these on a cookie sheet that I would normally cook 12 on.</span></div></div>
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<p>Let me know if you bake these cookies. Also if you have any great Nantucket memories, do share&#8230;</p>
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