On Wednesday we made our annual trek north through the tunnel of trees and on up to Cross Village. Our first stop after lunch is always Crooked Tree Breadworks where we pick up our order of lavender cookies. These babies are to die for... or at least spend a day in the car for. We have learned the hard way to order them before we leave the house because one year we got there and they were all out. I can't begin to tell you of our utter disappointment. These shortbread cookies are buttery crisp and melt in your mouth delicious. The car fills with the aroma of lavender... if you can imagine eating a scent, that's what it's like... a glorious awakening of the senses. Dramatic for a cookie, I know, but they're just that good.
Sure, there are other things to do while traveling the tunnel, like see the cross in Cross Village,
or check out the views of the water,
or visit some random sheep on the side of the road and realize they really are stupid.
You can meander the pumpkin patch at Pond Hill Farm
and take endless pictures of their adorable baby goats...
but for us, it's all about stopping at this little antique place on the side of the road to buy the best cup of chai known to man to go with the best cookie known to man.
YUM!
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