When I was a little kid living in Queens, NY, we were members of a beach club. I remember our sandy cabana, a game room with a pool table, and the swimming pool for when you didn’t feel like jumping over tiny waves at the ocean’s edge. I’d like to say that when we needed a drink, we drank raspberry lemonade made with fresh raspberries and lemons which we squeezed at home before heading out. In reality, we popped open sweaty cans of Coke. In retrospect, raspberry lemonade would have been perfection.
Like the drink itself, Megan Porta’s raspberry lemonade cookies belong in my fabricated beach club memory. The cookies would be wrapped up and thrown in a rainbow tote bag waiting in the cabana to be enjoyed after showering off sand from bodies sticky with sunscreen.
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