My dad digitized a book of old family photos, this is my grandmother (his mom) knitting on her fifteenth birthday, July 15, 1917. Apple, meet tree.
Today I'm baking cookies for the kids' teachers. Yesterday was a bittersweet baking day in that I made Saltine Toffee Cookies. These were a staple of my friend J.L., who died this year of complications from diabetes. I don't think she'd mind a bit if I told everyone (and it would be exactly her sense of humor to say) that since she's not around this November/December that's one less person dealing with the intense financial hit of the Medicare prescription drug donut hole.
J.A. celebrated Christmas like no one else. She was one of those 'Christmas tree in every room' type people. Not my style, but the kids and I miss her very much and not just at this time of year. Rest in peace.
I like to bake to music with a raucous beat rather than Christmas carols; today I'll baking these and swaying to:
Oatmeal Scotchies: accompanied by Billy Bragg, Accident Waiting to Happen. (tonight's Late Night Music Club if I get my way)
Sugar Cookies with chopped maraschino cherries and nuts and dipped in semi-sweet chocolate: Arctic Monkeys, Sketchead.
Eggnog Cookies with Rum Glaze: My own personal holiday favorite, Nine Inch Nails, Head Like a Hole.
Have a lovely Wednesday. xo
Blue Gal -
ReplyDeleteI've posted the custards class at Tengrain's Little Cooking School - and as we were talking about Bread Pudding at Salon on Monday night, that is the instructional recipe I'm using.
Dedicated to you, natch.
Regards,
Tengrain
Sounds tasty, with a beat...
ReplyDeleteTake care!
thank you so much. take care this holiday season and smile. : )
ReplyDeleteEggnog cookies baked to that old Christmas crooner Reznor...What a wholesome slice of holiday cheer.
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