It was my Dad’s birthday yesterday. He’s the man who’s got me out on more hiking trails than I can count, on cross country skis and skates, in kayaks and canoes. He’s taught me about everything from board games, to Monty Python, math, and growing snow peas. He’s incredibly supportive, and can be incredibly sarcastic. From him I inherited my love of word games and Jesus Christ Superstar. We sing around the house, and once performed a wonderfully awkward duet from The Phantom of the Opera. He’s one of my favourite travel buddies. I think he’s pretty cool.Dad’s made a few appearances here before, in the shape of his famous (in this house, anyway!) garlic tomatoes, du Puy lentils, and oatmeal bread. But even the healthiest man gets a craving for a buttery dessert sometimes. So when he told my mum he really felt like good old chocolate chip cookies, she whipped up a batch of the tastiest brown butter chocolate chip cookies(recipe courtesy of Joy the Baker) to accompany our favourite standby chocolate cake to celebrate. So Daddy-o, happy, happy birthday (!!), here’s to you and many more years to celebrate. xox