I just pulled my first batch of holiday cookies out of the oven and I have a huge cheesy grin on my face.
December is my very favorite month for many reasons, cookies obviously being one of them. As a baker of sorts, I wait patiently (hah) all year for this month so I can let my cookie obsession loose.
Oh, it’s going to be crazy, friends. Get ready.
I stand before you today though with a plee for requests! Is there a favorite holiday cookie that you’d like to see on the blog?
I need ideas.
I shall not bake in vain.
Help me help you.
Asking me what my favorite cookie is is like asking me who my favorite child is.
I have always loved gingerbread though. The real, old fashioned stuff. The gingerbread that you know that Pa walked back in the snow from the general store to bring to Laura and Mary on Christmas.
I also love rosettes, and every December my mom and I baked them in the shapes of stars and snowflakes on the traditional rosette iron that my grandmother had passed down to us. When the cookies had puffed up into a golden caramel color, we quickly peeled them off the iron and then dusted them quickly with powdered sugar as white as snow.
On that note, we start tomorrow. Be here bright and early with your game faces on. I don’t want any whining or tears.
There’s no crying in cookie baking.