NYC COOKIES

If you’re not holding one 5th Avenue, you’re already behind. The classic of the classics, whipped with rich European butter, laced with real vanilla bean as salt plays the wingman, we throw in Belgian chocolate blocks because you deserve better than chips. Perfection doesn’t negotiate. What comes out is golden-edged, chewy-centred, and richer than your dad’s stock portfolio.

We went nuts naming this one! Our brains were falling apart the same way this cookie does in your hands - and the glorious mess is worth it. Think warm, roasted and fragrant hazelnuts punched into molten chocolate dough, crumbling and melting with every bite. So, go ahead, stuff your cheeks - we won’t tell, and just like us, go nuts.

This cookie feels like snow on the beach. Our white chocolate rolls in like a tide and slowly blends into a citrus afterglow. Your vacation ends with a brown butter bonfire at Sunset Boulevard, with silhouettes of aroma on your tongue. It’s not a cookie; it’s golden hour, baked.

Fudge, you’re under arrest - by a brookie so rich, it’s practically laundering cocoa. This cookie is so bold, so contrasting and yet criminally smooth. Crack into the core to see white chocolate embedded in our dark cocoa fudge, and taste a checkmate your tongue won’t recover from.

Golden, sultry, and mellow, this isn’t a cookie, it’s a love affair. Velvet cashew butter, kissed with fragrant cardamom, smoulders in every bite. Crisp edges, gooey centre indulgence as dangerous and cinematic as stolen kisses under Moroccan skies.