I’m home in Boston for Christmas. It is Christmas, even though it’s a freakish 50 degrees with not a bit of snow in sight. Still, there are many other signs of Christmas: lights, a tree covered in ornaments, and cookies. So, so many cookies.
Every year that I can remember my mom has made Christmas cookies. It’s a project that encompasses the entire season. Butter and sugar are stocked in bulk. Everyone has their favorite, and no one’s favorite could ever be eliminated, though new cookies are added every year. Mom scaled back this year, but still made 13 kinds and nearly 50 dozen cookies.
I’ll see you on the other side of my sugar coma! I hope you all have a wonderful holiday, full of family and friends, and cookies, of course.