What's this world coming to???

[Momma Smurf]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up.

 

[TheBeachHouse]

I never thought of heart shaped bacon. I did make heart shaped strawberries and heart shaped pancakes.

 

[gillumhouse]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

 

[Morticia]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)

 

[Momma Smurf]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
.

Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.

 

[Morticia]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
.

Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.
.

I know. Sometimes it feels like you have to say something, tho.
If cookies are on a plate I assume there's a limited amount. If they are in a cookie jar, I tend to think differently, if that helps.
Our friends have 'bottomless cookie jar' on the cover. They refill a lot. But they make one kind of cookie. Period.
I'm finishing off the scones right now altho there are a lot fewer scones than cookies. I should spend this week making and freezing scones.

 

[Momma Smurf]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
.

Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.
.

I know. Sometimes it feels like you have to say something, tho.
If cookies are on a plate I assume there's a limited amount. If they are in a cookie jar, I tend to think differently, if that helps.
Our friends have 'bottomless cookie jar' on the cover. They refill a lot. But they make one kind of cookie. Period.
I'm finishing off the scones right now altho there are a lot fewer scones than cookies. I should spend this week making and freezing scones.
.

Yes, but we never put more than a dozen cookies in the jar at a time exactly for that reason and actually sometimes you can even see the bottom cause we put out proportionately less! And normally we just have a batch of one kind, the easy refills are in the locknlock in the freezer. The cookie jar is clear glass, so one can clearly see the quantity. We use it vs a plate to preserve the quality of our butter-only ingredients, rarely has there been greediness in the past 10 years.

 

[Samster]

Were the prepackaged cookies of any kind of chocolate variety? Just sayin'...

 

[Morticia]

Were the prepackaged cookies of any kind of chocolate variety? Just sayin'... .

No! They were those cheesy orange ones!

 

[Momma Smurf]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
.

Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.
.

I know. Sometimes it feels like you have to say something, tho.
If cookies are on a plate I assume there's a limited amount. If they are in a cookie jar, I tend to think differently, if that helps.
Our friends have 'bottomless cookie jar' on the cover. They refill a lot. But they make one kind of cookie. Period.
I'm finishing off the scones right now altho there are a lot fewer scones than cookies. I should spend this week making and freezing scones.
.

Well, there it is on Yelp, how I scolded her, and they were both mortified and they will never be back! Note in her story they only had one cookie each! And she "forgot" that I had casually mentioned first that we didn't have a lot to go around, and she still went back for more. Egads. And we rushed to clear their plates at breakfast? Ummm, no, we usually clear dirty plates sitting in front of them and have plenty of clean ones available for toast, etc. She'd better not go to TA, cause I will counter with the entire truth.
On an ironic cool note: Our millennial guests left a note this morning apologizing for eating all the cookies, because they were just so good. (I left 5 in the jar).

 

[TheBeachHouse]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
.

Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.
.

I know. Sometimes it feels like you have to say something, tho.
If cookies are on a plate I assume there's a limited amount. If they are in a cookie jar, I tend to think differently, if that helps.
Our friends have 'bottomless cookie jar' on the cover. They refill a lot. But they make one kind of cookie. Period.
I'm finishing off the scones right now altho there are a lot fewer scones than cookies. I should spend this week making and freezing scones.
.

Well, there it is on Yelp, how I scolded her, and they were both mortified and they will never be back! Note in her story they only had one cookie each! And she "forgot" that I had casually mentioned first that we didn't have a lot to go around, and she still went back for more. Egads. And we rushed to clear their plates at breakfast? Ummm, no, we usually clear dirty plates sitting in front of them and have plenty of clean ones available for toast, etc. She'd better not go to TA, cause I will counter with the entire truth.
On an ironic cool note: Our millennial guests left a note this morning apologizing for eating all the cookies, because they were just so good. (I left 5 in the jar).
.

Oh man!
Love the note from the kids.

 

[Morticia]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
.

Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.
.

I know. Sometimes it feels like you have to say something, tho.
If cookies are on a plate I assume there's a limited amount. If they are in a cookie jar, I tend to think differently, if that helps.
Our friends have 'bottomless cookie jar' on the cover. They refill a lot. But they make one kind of cookie. Period.
I'm finishing off the scones right now altho there are a lot fewer scones than cookies. I should spend this week making and freezing scones.
.

Well, there it is on Yelp, how I scolded her, and they were both mortified and they will never be back! Note in her story they only had one cookie each! And she "forgot" that I had casually mentioned first that we didn't have a lot to go around, and she still went back for more. Egads. And we rushed to clear their plates at breakfast? Ummm, no, we usually clear dirty plates sitting in front of them and have plenty of clean ones available for toast, etc. She'd better not go to TA, cause I will counter with the entire truth.
On an ironic cool note: Our millennial guests left a note this morning apologizing for eating all the cookies, because they were just so good. (I left 5 in the jar).
.

You can reply on Yelp if you want.

 

[Lee2014]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
.

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
.

Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.
.

I know. Sometimes it feels like you have to say something, tho.
If cookies are on a plate I assume there's a limited amount. If they are in a cookie jar, I tend to think differently, if that helps.
Our friends have 'bottomless cookie jar' on the cover. They refill a lot. But they make one kind of cookie. Period.
I'm finishing off the scones right now altho there are a lot fewer scones than cookies. I should spend this week making and freezing scones.
.

Well, there it is on Yelp, how I scolded her, and they were both mortified and they will never be back! Note in her story they only had one cookie each! And she "forgot" that I had casually mentioned first that we didn't have a lot to go around, and she still went back for more. Egads. And we rushed to clear their plates at breakfast? Ummm, no, we usually clear dirty plates sitting in front of them and have plenty of clean ones available for toast, etc. She'd better not go to TA, cause I will counter with the entire truth.
On an ironic cool note: Our millennial guests left a note this morning apologizing for eating all the cookies, because they were just so good. (I left 5 in the jar).
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Oh dear! I hate Yelp! There's only one review on it for us. One star. Five guests went and wrote reviews for us. Yelp took them all down but left the one star. One guest questioned yelp and they said it wasn't authorized as real because she only had written one review. So she wrote another one or two for other places in our town. Never put it back up. And the one star reviewer only has one review as well. Go figure! Then Yelp have the nerve to send us emails trying to get us to sign up. Nope! I'm not paying for that one star..... when you pull the real ones down!

 

[Momma Smurf]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.
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WHAT? You mean WE, your REPEAT guests, are expected to SHARE these wonderful cookies? We as repeat guests are entitled to EVERYTHING and the new guests are to accept the crumbs.

Apparently that was all that was left - crumbs.
I was musing on this earlier today as I made another dozen scones. I'm picturing Momma's disgruntled guests moving their vacation slightly north and grousing to me about how poorly they were treated:
Guests: Well, we just couldn't believe how we were treated there! And we've been going there for years!
Me: Why, what happened?
Guests: They practically took the cookies out of our mouths!
Me: Cookies?
Guests: Yes, we were enjoying the lovely holiday cookies and we were handed a plate of 'other' cookies and told the ones we were eating were for other guests!
Me: How many did you have?
Guests: (somewhat chagrined) Oh, a few, maybe 3-4 each.
Me: Hmmm. Cookie thieves is it? That's a real transgression you know. Eating all the cookies that were left for all the guests.
(It was a quiet afternoon, I had time to muse.)
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Sigh. It wasn't like I was trying to reprimand them or be mean, I was just concerned about our other guests' experience here. Any other day, I'd simply be happy that they were enjoying my cookies, and would keep refilling the jar...likely what I did the last time they were here.
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I know. Sometimes it feels like you have to say something, tho.
If cookies are on a plate I assume there's a limited amount. If they are in a cookie jar, I tend to think differently, if that helps.
Our friends have 'bottomless cookie jar' on the cover. They refill a lot. But they make one kind of cookie. Period.
I'm finishing off the scones right now altho there are a lot fewer scones than cookies. I should spend this week making and freezing scones.
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Well, there it is on Yelp, how I scolded her, and they were both mortified and they will never be back! Note in her story they only had one cookie each! And she "forgot" that I had casually mentioned first that we didn't have a lot to go around, and she still went back for more. Egads. And we rushed to clear their plates at breakfast? Ummm, no, we usually clear dirty plates sitting in front of them and have plenty of clean ones available for toast, etc. She'd better not go to TA, cause I will counter with the entire truth.
On an ironic cool note: Our millennial guests left a note this morning apologizing for eating all the cookies, because they were just so good. (I left 5 in the jar).
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Oh dear! I hate Yelp! There's only one review on it for us. One star. Five guests went and wrote reviews for us. Yelp took them all down but left the one star. One guest questioned yelp and they said it wasn't authorized as real because she only had written one review. So she wrote another one or two for other places in our town. Never put it back up. And the one star reviewer only has one review as well. Go figure! Then Yelp have the nerve to send us emails trying to get us to sign up. Nope! I'm not paying for that one star..... when you pull the real ones down!
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I hate Yelp too, I could care less... They took down our one unsolicited 5 star review too. Anyone who is going to take credence in ranting, is not the type of person we want walking through our doors anyway.

 

[Copperhead]

Let me Yelp about Yelp, too!
I had a call with a rep who after me saying the cost was far above any online directory for the amount of views (98 for the year) she became very combating and that I had no idea how much business I was going to loose. She has called back 3 times leaving messages now as I have her number blocked. She also has sent me emails.
I have 2 reviews shown and one that is not recommended so otherwise not shown. Yelp scans each review and if their software does not find the review useful it will place the review off line. You can see them all on the back end.
And while we are on the subject. YP called me days later. His sales pitch started with stating that he saw I had just added some additional info on their site, so detailed that I recalled it directly associated with Yelp. So I asked if YP was short for Yelp. (Note that the rep mentioned above from Yelp signed her emails with YP at the bottom). He claimed they were not related and did not draw the same info.
That is a lie. Google filled me in! So long story short, Yelp & YP use the same back data.

 

[gillumhouse]

Let me Yelp about Yelp, too!
I had a call with a rep who after me saying the cost was far above any online directory for the amount of views (98 for the year) she became very combating and that I had no idea how much business I was going to loose. She has called back 3 times leaving messages now as I have her number blocked. She also has sent me emails.
I have 2 reviews shown and one that is not recommended so otherwise not shown. Yelp scans each review and if their software does not find the review useful it will place the review off line. You can see them all on the back end.
And while we are on the subject. YP called me days later. His sales pitch started with stating that he saw I had just added some additional info on their site, so detailed that I recalled it directly associated with Yelp. So I asked if YP was short for Yelp. (Note that the rep mentioned above from Yelp signed her emails with YP at the bottom). He claimed they were not related and did not draw the same info.
That is a lie. Google filled me in! So long story short, Yelp & YP use the same back data..

I had a call from Yelp today. She told me I had over 1000 hits looking at my site and when I laughed at that she said only 68 had gone on to look for directions and further information and they were going to help me close that gap. Told her I was happy with the way things were and ended up saying goodbye, thanks for the call and hung up.

 

[Samster]

Were the prepackaged cookies of any kind of chocolate variety? Just sayin'... .

No! They were those cheesy orange ones!
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Hahaha....well, that's a mystery right there.... ;-)

 

[Morticia]

Forget the cookies, stick with the scones. No one touched the cookies again this weekend, polished off the scones.

 

[MtnKeeper]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

For something special like that, I would have put them in their room and not left it to chance because people are rude. I'm amazed at how many people think EVERYTHING is for them - all the cookies, the best table at the window, the hot tub for a couple hours, shutting off the music and playing theirs so everyone has to listen to their stuff. Our ME ME ME society. Sorry you had to deal with these guests and it's worse they did it after you asked them not to and were repeat guests. They obviously believe that because they have been there before they are more entitled. Good riddance if they don't come back.

 

[Momma Smurf]

I had the opposite experience. I baked heart-shaped anise shortbread cookies special for Valentine's Day using a new recipe which yielded less than I expected, just over two dozen. So we have twelve guests, that's two a piece which is normal consumption. I waited to put them out at three o'clock, when three rooms were checking in. In the midst of this, we discover another set of guests who had returned for the day, parked at our dining room table, and they had devoured over a half dozen fairly large dense rich cookies!... so I try to tactfully say, oh, I made those special just for today, and we don't have a lot of them, but I have plenty of our homemade gingersnaps if you want more(hint, hint). So I happened to go back in the dining room again, and there's another heart cookie on the table and she's reaching in the jar for another one. What???? Seriously??? There are 10 other people in the house who we wanted to do something special for, and it's not like I can just whip up another batch of refrigerated dough, etc...so I gently tried to explained that I needed to make sure everyone got a least one Valentine's Day cookie, and brought them out 4 gingersnaps, which they also ate!!
So, this morning I get an extremely frigid cold shoulder from these repeat guests who once wrote glowing reviews...barely a goodbye. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I give up..

For something special like that, I would have put them in their room and not left it to chance because people are rude. I'm amazed at how many people think EVERYTHING is for them - all the cookies, the best table at the window, the hot tub for a couple hours, shutting off the music and playing theirs so everyone has to listen to their stuff. Our ME ME ME society. Sorry you had to deal with these guests and it's worse they did it after you asked them not to and were repeat guests. They obviously believe that because they have been there before they are more entitled. Good riddance if they don't come back.
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Well, since she's already smeared the exact same review on our FB page, I've already pre-emptively composed my TA response, which includes, amongst other goodies: " I actually considered simply putting a couple of these Valentine cookies in everyone's room along with the special strawberry truffles, but since over the past ten years, we rarely have folks who are not thoughtful of others, I regrettably opted for the communal cookie jar. I think I speak for all independent B&B owners, in saying that no matter how much extra effort we expend to make every guest's stay memorable, there will always be those outliers who push boundaries of entitlement or are offended by a reasonable well-intended request. "