Every weekday, my apartment building puts out freshly baked cookies.
I know this because when I first moved in they told me so as they motioned towards the plate in the lobby.
The thing is--I don't have the chance to enjoy one of these cookies most days. I get to smell them baking when I leave for work but, aside from the week after comment cards were returned, they are never physically available to me.
The building must be doing a lot of 5pm apartment showing now because for the past few days, upon arriving home from work, I have had my choice of cookie.
I think white chocolate macadamia suits my décor nicely.
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