I was out at Broad Ripple the other night when I saw it. Insomnia Cookies. A faint recollection stirred from a past visit to Purdue. My friend had mentioned this amazing cookie place, and forever changed my perception of what a delicious, melt-in-your-mouth cookie should be.
Now it’s in Broad Ripple. I hopped in with my friend, and it’s difficult to explain their expediency in delivering to me the exact cookie that I wanted. In retrospect, it seems that we entered and the servers turned to us with a smile and said, “What would you like–oh here it is. Enjoy!” And then I was back on the street munching on a S’mores cookie that was dripping all over my hands and face and then was gone and I still wasn’t quite sure what had happened but I was about three bucks lighter and two cookies fuller and a whole lot happier with myself.
For those seeking a moral from this blog, it’s that you need to spend less time looking for a moral and more time getting out to Insomnia Cookies to see what all the hubbub is about. I give this a rating of three and a half chocolate chips (take that as you will).