Thank god for Cub Scouts.
What does this have to do with Sugar-Topped Molasses Cookies? The Cub Scouts – specifically the Pinewood Derby participants and attendees – saved me from eating 28 sugar-topped molasses cookies. You see, I signed up to bring 2 dozen baked goods to the Pinewood Derby. What? Spicy Molasses cookies aren’t the first thing to spring to your mind when I mention an evening with 50+ scouts and siblings? Well, you obviously didn’t have 24 taste-of-fall-little-gems staring at you. You see – when you bring baked goods to the Pinewood Derby, they are for sale. For me to eat the 10 that sounded good, I would have had to pony up $5. It was the scouts or my thighs and I chose scouts.
I am happy to report that several were actually purchased, including a few by my spouse and son. After trying one of the chocolate brownies, Will informed me that person wasn’t a “very good cooker” and went off to get a molasses cookie. At least one scout knows where the good stuff is.
In true scouting news, my son did not win a trophy but he did win a few races (miles ahead of where he was last year). There is nothing – NOTHING – more satisfying than seeing your children genuinely excited by their accomplishments. It made sitting through the 37 hours of races worth it. And, yes, it was his accomplishment. He did the bulk of the work himself. One kid actually blurted into the microphone that his dad did all the work. Trust me, he was either the only one who said it out loud or we have a REMARKABLE group of young boys.