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Have you ever had one of those days where all you want to do is go back in time and dress up in your mama’s old baubles and pearls and velveteen evening gowns while sipping on some sugary sweet southern syrup with your pinky finger extended as you gossiped with your teddy bears about how much you couldn’t stand the girl next door?
Well, how about this…
Have you ever been so head over heels in love with a book and its characters that you truly believed the fictional world was meant to have you in it, and you would do anything in your power to be a part of that world even if it meant donning Death Eater robes, tattooing the Dark Mark on your forehead, and performing the Cruciatus Curse with Bellatrix Lestrange?
Welcome to my life.
There are days when I sometimes find myself daydreaming about my childhood, wishing with my entire being that I could go back and do things all over again. I love looking through old photo albums and reading through my old report cards, giggling at my teacher’s remarks about how much I sucked at math, but my reading and comprehension levels were off the charts and they’d suggest that I would do much better with my numbers if I could just stop chit-chatting with all the boys and actually sit still and listen to what my teachers were saying.
Then there are the days when all I want to do is go back to Scotland and frolick in the emerald green fields, sip on hot tea with sugar and cream, eat cranberry scones or roasted leg of lamb with fresh mint, and gaze at the rocky Highland mountians or the celestial waters off the coast of the Orkney Islands.
On days like those…I like to make something like this.
Biscotti takes all of the good things from my favorite daydreams and transforms them into one deliciously crumbly cookie of contentment.
Yes, I know biscotti is an Italian cookie, but today let’s pretend that it’s not. Let’s just pretend that we are nibbling on a few of these and drinking some pumpkin juice with an owl on our shoulder as Harry teaches us how to conjure a patronus so we can fight the dementors once we get inside the Ministry…or…we could pretend that we are in Hagrid’s hut sipping on a piping hot mug of tea and eating butterbeer flavored rock cakes as we tell him all about our adventures in the Chamber of Secrets.
Sound like a plan?
Everyone needs a little daydream once in a while…so go on now…let’s see where your imagination can take you today.
Getting to know you…
What do you daydream about?
What’s your favorite childhood memory?
What’s your favorite book?