My sister gave me this recipe from Camp Wi-ne-ma, on the Oregon coast. We spent many a wonderful summer day at Wi-ne-ma, on the beach, in the chapel, or with our camp friends in the dining hall. If I close my eyes I can still hear the sounds of the kids chatting and laughing in the echoing high-ceilinged hall, still smell the delicious odors of our meals. My sister Cathy says, "I remember these from my many summers spent at Camp Winema, while growing up. They were my favorite cookie, and still are to this day. Whenever I bite into one of these cookies, I have many fond memories from those days."