no I do not. it must really have been fun for all of you girls. We didn't have xmas so I really have no experiences like you all talk about. It makes me sad that I cant give those to my husband. We don't eat anything that will upset our diet. So cookies to me are forbidden. In my family we made potato pancakes. They are called Latkes and we ate them with either sour cream or applesauce. ..But to be honest here. My favorite cookie is a black and white one. Maybe that's why my personality is so black and white.
My two favorites at Christmas were (and still are) Snowballs (my family makes them with walnuts) and Gingerbread men (soft and chewy!) mainly because the rest of the cookies we have at Christmas show up at other times, too!
Growing up we always had my grandmother's whoopie pies (Mmmmmmm!!!!!) for dessert on every holiday - no matter how many other options were available, practically everyone in the family ate at least one! Although I would consider myself a good baker, even with her original recipe, I have never been able to duplicate the perfect taste and texture of my grandmother's whoopie pies. She only made the dark chocolate version, so I tend to make the alternative styles, like lemon and pumpkin, so I am not so disappointed when I take a bite .
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My mom always made millions of cookies and in several different varieties every year. She always made everyone's favorites and then a few extras and I don't know where she got her recipes. I know she was not one to create recipes.
My favorite were actual two different ones, Almond crescents and Almond snowballs (Russian Tea Cakes). There were others that I liked, but those were the ones I went to first.
This year, I made almond roca bars for the first time. She always made them, too, but I think she did something a little different than I did with the recipe I had. Anyway, she had a million old Fruit Cake cans and cookie cans that she had received as gifts from various vendors to my parents company. She used them to stuff with cookies every year and you learned which your favorites were in because each can was different and she used that same can every year for the particular cookie. My poor mom had no imagination. Once she found what she was looking for, that was the only thing or way to use it. It worked for her.
I looked for some of her favorite recipes when she died and they were a mess. Most were unreadable, but she basically had them memorized so it didn't matter for her, although I never understood why she did take them from the bits of paper she had scribbled in pencil to a typed version in a sleeve or on paper in a protector. I had to throw away so many of the messy things because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't read them or figure out what they were. She had a small 3x5 box that was busting at the seams the lid was bent and when you pulled out one, a dozen or more came out because they were so packed in. Most didn't even have names or titles on them, like beef stew or whatever. So I had to read ingredients and instructions to almost figure out what it was. As I said, most went in the trash because I couldn't figure it out or read all of it. Too bad, too. My mom made some great stuff, as long as she followed the recipe to the letter.
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