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.
Have a fun day!