The implication, naturally, is that first equals best, and I am not sure that I agree. In running, prizes, and position at the DMV line, absolutely. But, I would never call my first attempt at making soufflé the best-tasting. Same for kisses, parallel parking, and manuscript drafts. Some things just need re-visiting and practice.
She continues to editorialize throughout the recipe, and even disputes the claim on the chocolate chip bag. "Although you will find the recipe for these cookies on the package of chocolate bits, stating that it is the original recipe, it is not this recipe. This is the one that was printed on a long-ago package and it is the original recipe-really."
(For what it's worth, life is extraordinarily better when you banish should, would, could, and ought from your mindset and vocabulary.)
I am right now imagining Marjorie clucking over the many times I have made the recipe on the back of the Nestle bag, thinking I was keeping close to tradition. "Bless her heart," I imagine her saying.
So, I was very excited to try this recipe. Ingredients into a bowl, and knowing how easy it is to overeat cookies, I halved the recipe.
My husband though, he saw a winner.
"Just like my Nana used to make."
And that, gentle readers, is what makes them the best.