This picture is a few years old, and I’ve posted it before, nevertheless, yesterday was cookie time for me. December is the only time of year I use my rolling pin and my cookie cutters, and there’s something sentimental about the whole baking process and tradition that goes back generations.
My work station was considerably messier than the photo, and my legs and back were dying before lunchtime, when I put the cookie dough in the fridge to chill. Fortunately, though, I can look and see the blue light on the dishwasher now telling me it’s done its part in the clean-up, and the kitchen is almost back to normal. The cookies turned out well and the icing was dry last night so I could pack them away before I went to bed. I’ve got other cookies to bake, but still, cookie making might be the most organized part of my life at the moment.
Best to you all, wherever life has placed you.
etikser 