No Bake Cookies

When DH and I were first married, we lived in an apartment on the third floor of a family's house. We were boarders, I guess. We had no kitchen, and although we were invited to use the family's kitchen downstairs for cooking and washing dishes, I felt a little funny about invading their space. So I bought a little two-burner stove thing for the countertop and we made meals using that, a crock