I just realized I mentioned I'd be writing about regional sweets today. It is a rainy dreary day--and the dewpoint is going up. I am holed up inside the house and wishing I could bake, but it is just not a baking kind of day, if you know what I mean. If I was in Boston, where my oldest son and his wife used to live, I would put up an umbrella and walk to Fiore's bakery (it's actually in Jamaica Plain) and get one of these black and white cookies. They are the size of a dinner plate--well, okay, a large saucer. I always bought one (or two) when I visited. I have tried to find a recipe for them ever since, and always failed. They are almost like a cake texture--and then of course, frosted half vanilla and half chocolate. Last time I was there they called them a Half Moon cookie. So far, I have read that they are more commonly known as a black-and-white cookie in New York. Whatever they are called (I plan to research later), I need one.
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