Morgan’s boyfriend is home from WVU. He walked in the house last night and I said, “I have cookies, pie, and homemade ice cream.” He said, “I missed you!”
With the holidays coming, I want to talk about cookies for a minute. (I have all kinds of cookie recipes here, by the way.) When I was a kid, my mother always made lots of cookies for the holidays. She baked them all at once and we had big tins of cookies to dig in to for weeks. I used to do that, too, but I never liked that the cookies weren’t fresh-baked as the days wore on as they were also, of course, competing with pies and cakes and other holiday snacks. What I do for the holidays now is prepare all the cookie doughs in advance, wrap them well, and keep them in the fridge. Every few days, I bake a little of this dough, a little of that dough, and it provides a fresh-baked, warm from the oven variety of cookies that I can whip in and out of the oven in just a few minutes first thing in the morning to refill the cake stand of cookies I keep on the table through the holidays. (I also do this when I’m running multi-day workshops at the farm.)
This morning, I’ve already baked cookies. I’ve got cornbread in the oven for the dressing I’ll be putting together in a few more days. I’ve got bread rising on the kitchen counter. And I’ll be heading out to check out Ross’s rebuilt deer stand in a little while.
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