Christmas Cookies and Holiday Hearts,
That’s The Way the Holiday Starts!
My children sang this song in their Holiday programs at
school and it has remained stuck in my mind ever since. Christmas cookie baking
was an annual event in our home that ultimately led to sugar and flour
scattered throughout the kitchen. This Christmas ritual repeats itself through
the generations and is the one holiday food constant.
Mom was particularly good with the cookie press. She loved
to bake peanut butter Scottie dogs, wreaths, trees and ribbons. My husband’s
Aunt Flo had a talent for making butter rounds decorated with sprinkles. They
were delicate and baked to perfection.
It takes a talent to bake cookies to perfection. My skills
are far from perfect for a variety of reasons; lack of patience being one
reason. That cookie press that Mom and Auntie Flo mastered with such skill is a
source of frustration for me. Each year my husband must come to the rescue and
magically press those cookies on my behalf!
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| The Dreaded Cookie Press: Will I ever master this beast? |
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