This disappointed cookie lived a rather long life thanks to the positioning of certain chocolate chips during the baking process. Any other cookie would have been gone in seconds, and Disapproving Richard Thomas cookie was on a similar path until I decided to look at what I was about to eat.
I knew at some point it would meet it's end. And I wanted to get photographic evidence of Disapproving Richard Thomas cookie before that time.
(That time was about a day later, when Jonathan had a sweet tooth moment and ate Disapproving Richard Thomas cookie.)
Disapproving Richard Thomas cookie is named such, due to the chocolate chip mole positioned over it's disapproving chocolate chip frown in a manner similar to how Richard Thomas, aka John Boy from The Walton's looked when he didn't have time for the shenanigan's of his 12,000 other siblings.
John Boy doesn't have time for your whining, Mary Ellen, John Boy has serious writin' and thinkin' to do now.
Something about the flash reflecting on the plate has turned Disapproving Richard Thomas cookie from a mere baked good with humourously positioned chocolate, to an eerie cookie prophet, casting judgment on all who gaze upon it's glory.
So gaze upon Disapproving Richard Thomas cookie and prepare to be judged and feel great shame in how disappointing you are.
Or just accept your judgment and be amused by a cookie that bears a resemblance to a seventies teenage heartthrob.
Whatever works for you.
Sexy teen heart throb John Boy, thanks you for your time.