Originally Posted by gramma nancy

You have revived a memory I thought I had lost. Decades ago when I was a Girl Scout and my mother was our leader, she became the cookie leader(? whatever?) for the area/region/whatever. Our dining room was FILLED with cases of cookies. They took over the house. They were everywhere. My younger brothers were driven to distraction becuase the only cookies they were permitted to have were the few boxes my mother bought from my sister and me, while they knew they were surrounded by millions of cookies. The entire experience was a test of my mother's commitment to being a GS leader. I will never know exactly what she took away from the whole experience cause I never thought to ask her about it and she's gone now. But GS cookies have a special meaning for me to this day -- I just miss the old Burry Biscuit Company peanut butter oatmeal cookies of our youth.