So, tonight I baked more butterscotchies; another experimental variation on the recipe. I figured I could make enough to take to Thanksgiving dinner, and could probably have some to take to the signing and dinner tomorrow.
Baked the first batch. Put them out to cool.
Between FJ and Brent, by the time the other trays went in, most of the first batch had vanished. Lordy. I really don't think there's much hope of these cookies lasting until Thanksgiving!
I'll just take a bunch to the signing, I guess.