My freshman year at BYU there was a guy in my ward named Shawn Busken. I didn’t know him but knew who he was. I didn’t know he was from Cincinnati or anything about Busken Bakery. I definitely didn’t know that one day I would be giving his dad’s cookies to my Cincinnati girl to make up for her having to get shots that morning. Thanks, Grandma Weez, for sharing your birthday treats with us, and thank you Dad, we love that you’re from Cincinnati. There's so much great stuff here! (And thank you Mae, for doing your best to eat sweets. You almost finished one cookie. Good for you.) -L
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