I do not particularly care for sugar cookies. They are bland, boring, and usually too crispy or even stale. I didn't even like sugar cookies as a kid. In fact, I remember my very first rejection of a sugar cookie at the age of four.
My mother had taken me and my little brother along for grocery shopping at the supermarket where she worked. The ladies in the bakery always gave us cookies (but the people in deli handed out cheese slices, which was only a billion times better). I was acquainted with receiving chocolate-chip cookies, which I liked. But on this day, I found something unfamiliar but covered in rainbow sprinkles laid before me. You would think that the pretty colors would have been enough to persuade my four-year-old senses (since they usually persuade my twenty-four-year-old senses), but no. Definitely no. There was something wrong with the cookie. When I asked where were the chocolate chips, a grown-up (my mom? lady in the bakery?) explained it was a sugar cookie. My young mind was blown. A cookie without chocolate chips? Who would do such a thing? I cried out, "Blasphemy!" and thus rejected the bastardized cookie.
But lo and behold, I like these cookies I have for you here. Probably because they are meant to be *butterscotch* cookies.