mischief mari cookies

the coolest cookies on the planet!

Other stuff about me

mari pfeiffer photo
Hi! Most people know me as mari or mischief mari. But if you really must know, my real name is Mari Pfeiffer. I'm a freelance writer and web designer and I'm happily married to a strange man from Norway. These days we're known as Mimi's parents.

When I'm not reporting or writing content for small businesses, I'm usually creating a new cookie design, painting, or chasing after my daughter.

For the latest on my creative adventures, please visit my blog!

When I started baking and decorating cookies in late 2001, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. My Norwegian husband and I had made a gingerbread house for the holidays, and with the extra dough I made a few cutout cookies. Something about the entire process - from mixing the dough to piping the final decorative details - pulled me in. I loved it. Long after the holidays I continued to experiment with different doughs and icing recipes until I found a few that would help me create cookies as delicious as they are beautiful. If you look at my portfolio, you could say I went beyond experimenting. I went crazy.

Everyone has a different way of expressing themselves creatively. Mine happens to be cookies that are full of color, whimsy, unusual images and shapes, and even a few mistakes. My cookies are an extension of who I am, what I believe, how I feel about myself and the world. I share my inspiration, my ideas, my process and my latest designs on my blog, cha no ma-ri.

On my home page, I mention that mischief mari cookies have appeared in some mighty nice places like the New York Times. It’s a rush to get that kind of notice. But the greatest part of this creative journey has been the friendships I have made through sharing my stories and cookies. I have met some amazing people through my blog and I am proud to call them friends. Good friends who continue to carry me, who make me want to do better with every project I start, who make me want to be a better person.

If you’ve read this far, thank you. You don’t have to be fascinated with cookies to understand what I do. But it doesn’t hurt.

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mischief mari portrait 4
“mischief mari" is one of many nicknames my father gave me when I was growing up. “mari mustard sandwich pfeiffer," “Chief Dirty Feet," “MEHP" (my initials) were a few others. mischief mari is the name that stuck because I was always putting my nose into business where it didn’t belong. They say a child who has many names is very loved. I won’t disagree with that. I was about five years old in this picture. I haven’t changed much.