• Tracey

Chocolate Chip Cookies

Updated: Nov 19, 2020

I really enjoy a good cookie. My most favorite has always been the Oreo. I used to be able to put away an astonishing amount of Oreos in one sitting and I’ll let your imagination decide just how many that was. My love for the Oreo was pretty much all consuming; a package of Oreos did not last long once it was in my grasp except for that one time when I forgot about them.

One of my 3 roommates had asked me to follow her to the shop to get something on her car fixed so that she didn’t have to sit and wait until it was done. I agreed and hopped in my car and we headed out. At some point along the way I stopped at a light and saw the familiar blue package slide out from under the passenger seat next to me. I was surprised by its presence and the further I drove the more I thought about it. How did I forget about those? Were they stale? How would they taste? They look unopened; can I reach them? Those cookies were taking over my mind. We stopped again at a busy intersection and I knew the light would be a of couple minutes and she was right in front of me so I wouldn’t lose her. I went for them. I reached as far as I could and apparently let my foot off the brake so I could reach that last little bit and then--BUMP. I tapped the back of her car right as I triumphantly sat back up in my seat with the cookies and pressed my foot back down on the brake. I saw her look up and quickly decided to pretend like nothing happened, so I waved back at her and smiled, mostly excited about the cookies, but also in hopes that she didn’t feel what I had just felt. I pushed the cookies into the console as the light changed and we drove on.

We got to the shop and I sat outside hoping she’d forget about it and worrying that I might have done some damage. She emerged from the shop and I pasted on my happiest smile as she got into my car. I said “Ready to go?” She looked at me skeptically and said “Did you hit me?” I decided to partially confess. “Yeah, I think so, I’m not sure how, but I let my foot off the brake and must have nudged you a bit; sorry.” She looked unconvinced, but said she’d checked her bumper and there was only a tiny scratch so it was okay.

I never told her about the cookies, so if you’re reading this, Lauren, now you know the whole story. I guess I was young and naive, because that should have been a pretty big red flag for me that I had a food problem. Alas, it wasn’t and it would be several more years before I realized the scope of my problem and the factor that sugar and processed foods played.

I still enjoy cookies today, but in a different way. I see them as treats instead of necessary for survival. This recipe contains healthy fats from nut butters and no refined sugars. So, if you enjoy cookies even half as much as I do, I think you’ll like these too!

Chocolate Chip Cookies


  • ½ cup almond butter

  • ½ cup cashew butter (if you don’t have this on hand, just use 1 full cup of almond butter)

  • ¼ cup maple syrup or honey

  • 1 egg (3 tbsp aquafaba* for egg free)

  • ½ teaspoon baking soda

  • ½ teaspoon salt

  • ¼ cup dairy-free chocolate chips (such as Enjoy Life)


  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

  2. Combine all ingredients in a large bowl and mix until combined.

  3. Scoop out batter onto parchment paper lined cookie sheet.

  4. Bake for 8-10 minutes and enjoy!


*Aquafaba is the liquid from a can of garbanzo beans (chickpeas).

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