Every good cookie needs an equally good story. This one has touches of Little House on the Prairie, Desperate Housewives and Dirty Jobs. Doesn’t that sound appetizing? I used to be in marketing. It all started with a giant jar of UNSALTED cashews. That’s right. I accidentally purchased unsalted instead of salted cashews. How was I to know what would transpire after that? The humans I live with were displeased. In all fairness, they are also displeased with baths, vegetables, bedtime, wearing shoes and any days that start with school. But, back to the cashews. My husband decided to dip the cashews in Nutella. I decided to make White Chocolate Cashew Cookies. I’m…