On a cold, blustery day, nothing beats mom's cookies.
She would make them for our birthday party goodie bags, Christmas give-aways and exchanges, and recently for church bazaars.
Our dining room area would look like a factory with baking racks on the dining room table and cookie sheets anywhere they could be placed--on chairs, other tables....Of course, when she made her spritz cookies, we would have to help put the sprinkles on them. (At the time, I rebeled helping, but now I look back and am glad to have such nice baking memories with her.)
She had the "gun" like gadget that pressed out her spritz cookies, which I could never get the right pressure to get them out--she had the special touch.
Earlier this year, we celebrated my grandmother's birthday, which I posted about here, I hand carried these cookies back to Japan and put them into my freezer.
Recently, I took a couple out for us to eat, warmed them up in a low heat oven, put some mac nut ice cream on the side and voila! comforts of home!
Funny, it is almost as if I could picture your mum doing this...
ReplyDeleteOh to be a kid again and marvel at the wonders of mom's baking. . .
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean about childhood memories. Just think when it comes your turn to pass down family traditions and baking secrets your children will love it also. Take care!
ReplyDeleteI haven't been able to look at your blog in a while, but everything looks wonderful. I think I'll try your scones soon.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bea, Darla, Laura & Stephine!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the week!
Take care.
Kat
That is so sweet, Kat! Mom's are the best bakers!
ReplyDeleteYes, mom's are, Ivonne!
ReplyDeleteTake care.
Kat
We have a recipe called Family cookies that I love that have cornflakes in them.
ReplyDeleteHi Brilynn,
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a very nice recipe.
Thanks for stopping by.
Kat