I made two kinds of sugar cookie dough yesterday morning--used 4 sticks of butter. Yikes! The dough needed time to chill before our late afternoon cookie making event at my sister's house. Jon and I packed up cookie dough, cookie cutters and sprinkles and headed to Kristi's house about 2:00 p.m.
First up were the Snickerdoodles--it just isn't Christmas without these cookies. I've been eating these cookies my whole life and not just at Christmas. I always found it difficult to turn down a snickerdoodle cookie, but not a single one ever tasted as good as my mom's recipe. Rolling them is therapeutic! Laken and Jon handled the cinnamon/sugar layer. Even after everyone sampled the wares, we had more than six dozen left.
Second, we made Sand Tarts--don't know where my mom found the recipe or where the recipe got it's name. She starting making these when I was in high school (maybe), but even so, that makes the recipe at least 40 years old. Kristi and I have really struggled to get them right--we're so much better at them than when we first started making them by ourselves. The trick is to roll them as thinly as possible. If done correctly, they are the ultimate in crispiness. No frosting for these, just an egg wash and sprinkles to decorate. Some family members prefer one shape over another (angel vs. reindeer or mitten vs. light bulb), but I think they're all equally tasty.
By the time I rolled out the last batch, the freezing rain was coming down like crazy, so Jon and I left before the final pan came out of the oven. We will be enjoying the fruit of our labors on Christmas day!
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