Warning: Nothing healthy on this page but the story of a good time and a great tradition.
One weekend a year, my mother and I spend the better part of 48 hours baking. We make all sorts of confections. Some recipes are old and have stood the test of time. Some are new and experimental.
While we do strive to actually make good food that we can share at work and with our neighbors, I think the best part is spending the weekend goofing off together and completing a project.
It doesn’t hurt that occasionally a cookie will break. We would not dream of handing out broken cookies so we hide the evidence. Mmmmm.
Maybe next year we will start to incorporate healthier substitutes into our recipes. For now we will just sit back, rest our legs, and enjoy the memories of another successful cookie weekend.