March 5, 2009
By the time I realized it was March and Girl Scout cookie time, sales had ended, and I could not find a Thin Mint or a Do-Si-Dos (peanut butter sandwich cookie) anywhere.
Even on the Internet!
Although those two varieties are arguably the most popular of Girl Scout cookies, I was in search of my personal favorites--Trefoils (a.k.a. Shortbread), Lemon Chalet Crèmes, and Samosas (vanilla cookies covered with caramel on top and bottom then rolled in coconut and striped with chocolate).
Yum.
Lamenting the fact that not one single Girl Scout rang my doorbell this year, I nearly gave up the cause and complained to my gold fish, "What is this world coming to?"
The fish did not answer.
Even a Google search could not find my cookies. I searched Find Cookies Now, About.com/desserts/baking, and the official Girl Scout website.
On the latter, I read this sad news, "The Girl Scout cookie season has ended!"
The website directed me to learn more about their program and the history of Girl Scout cookies: "Girl Scout Cookies are an icon of American culture. They are also the backbone of the Girl Scout Cookie Program, the leading entrepreneurial program for girls."
Amen, and yes, I know and remember its history well. My friend Sue and I sold them by the red-wagon loads to win badges and awards back in the 1950s. We were entrepreneurs on a mission during the month of March and Girl Scout cookie time. No doorbell was safe.
Today, I just hope my doorbell rings and there is a young entrepreneurial girl on the other side selling Daisy Go Rounds.
Looking forward to eating Girl Scout cookies might as well be Spring Break for me. Who needs Florida? Give me the cookies, and I am happy!
But I do not have any.
Enter friend Mario from the State of Washington with a solution.
His offer to help came after I mentioned, via email, how much I missed and longed for Girl Scout Cookies, those delectable, small, baked sweetened dough confections that annually perform the valuable job of getting me through the end throes of winter.
Mario was now on a mission--finding Trefoils.
Bless him. I hear he found the cookies, all three of my favorite varieties, and they are on their way cross-country via some package delivery service or another.
Of course, as soon as I write this, 14 people will ring my doorbell with extra boxes of cookies to sell, but I will not fuss one bit.
They freeze.
A happy Spring Break assured for next year!
