If you’ve been following our blog for any amount of time, then you’ve heard me say before that I’m not a baker. And growing up eating all the delicious treats my mom makes means store-bought cookies are never going to satisfy the need for baked treats, especially during the holidays. That means not baking, at least at Christmas time, is not an option. So, every Christmas I try, often with supervision and assistance from my mom or hubby, to make Christmas cookies.
There are rare occasions when I get it right. My hubby’s favourite cookies are Crinkles. I’d honestly never heard of them before we got together and the first time I made them, we baked them together. They’re delicious! Hard on the outside, soft on the inside… and many, many years later, I can still make them for him (now without assistance). If nothing else, it’s one baked treat my children will get to enjoy year after year. And of course, they’ll be spoiled with grandma’s baking just like I was.
Now, don’t get me wrong, baking is fun. And it’s not the oven that baffles me, in fact, I bake lots of things in the oven (most recently a delicious maple salmon). It’s the damn flour! It doesn’t seem to matter what I do, every time I try to bake it tastes floury. I’ve resolved to the fact that I’m cursed.
My curse may be broken because I’m happy to share that this year… I did it!!!! Three non-flour tasting cookies!