As is her wont, my mother starts making Christmas cookies on the day after Thanksgiving. It is tradition after all.
And I go over to help on Saturdays and random Wednesdays.
And the output is 16 types of cookies, candies, and barks.
It is a labor of love as apparently our love language is feeding people. Kind of explains Cookie Thursday is a Thing in a nutshell, doesn’t it? Why else would I make weekly cookies, for YEARS!, except as a way to show my appreciation. I also bake them as a morale builder.
On Wednesday I went over and we made up different cookie platters. They are gifts for people: their landlords, neighbors, and three enormous platters for the OR where we both work. And a special one for my friend that has a jar of blueberry jam.
Recipes upon request.
I’m going to having pretzel bark as dessert for my lunch of Chex Mix.
Tis the season.