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I suspect our notional cookie aesthete will experience near-physical pain if forced to eat an ordinary cookie. The non-aesthete might prefer a good cookie, but will not find it painful to eat an ordinary one.
I’m literally this way about cookies while my wife is a cookie conservative. She’ll experiment and fuss and go through agonies about them not coming out right. I’ll happily eat pretty much all her experiment outputs, whether failures or successes. I’m a Cookie Monster.
Right now, I’m working my way through a batch of Ted Lasso cookies, which she attempted to replicate after we both thought they looked good on the show. I think they came out great. She’s not happy with them and is now making a more reliable one she knows she likes.
Cookies for me are not primarily about optimally embodying the essence of cookie aesthetics. They are primarily a functional sugar hit to go with coffee. Anything above a fairly low satisficing baseline will do. I can never be a cookie conservative.
The tldr of this thread so far is that I eat garbage cookies and do not live exquisitely. This is not where I expected this thread to land.
The universe is like chips ahoy cookies. Kinda dry and with an industrial terroir, but available everywhere, reliably mediocre, and consistently past the bare-minimum viable cookie threshold. When we colonize exoplanets, we will make such cookies across the galaxy.
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