S’more Cookies in Town

P.C: Mediocre Baker/Suzal Gurung

So I happened to accidentally find this page on Instagram. It popped up on my newsfeed with a cookie delight that I just couldn’t help but glance at.

S’more cookies it read.

Silky melty dark chocolate with toasted marshmallows on a delicious gooey cookie base.

Now, having the sweet tooth that I do I notice that that this is new. We do not have s’more cookies here. Needless to say, my curiosity got the best of me and I sent in a DM.

I waited for my order. I could not wait to get a hold of those cookies. And when they did arrive, I was beside myself with joy. These huge cookies looked so inviting packed and tucked neatly. Every bite screamed delicious triumph as I got a hold of chocolate chunks and toasted marshmallows. Someone rightly named them s’mores, inspired from ‘some more’ because I definitely want s’more cookies for me!

If you’re familiar with s’more you know that they are a popular snack with campfires in a chilly evening. So it was no surprise that these cookies were becoming a favorite winter snack among people.

“The Mediocre Baker” has a profile full of interesting cookies that look too good to be true. Red velvet cookies, double chocolate chip cookies, snicker doodles and so much more. And the story behind why it’s called the Mediocre Baker was something I caught up with only about a day or two ago. The person considers themself a mediocre or someone who is still learning and not that professional. But god when I took a bite of that s’more cookie, I came to a conclusion; the mediocre bakers really underestimate themselves. They are anything but mediocre. Yes, the cookies are that good. While the price of one cookie is a tad bit high; I assure you every bite is worth it. These cookies are exceptional and not like anything found in the market.

Instagram: @the-mediocre-baker

Go try them out! You deserve a scrumptious treat like this one!

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