Late Again, Bullwinkle!
You might be old enough to remember The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle - a cartoon TV show from " back in the day." It often opened with Bullwinkle, the cartoon moose, screeching into the frame, as though he had just run a mile to get to the show, with Rocky, the flying squirrel making that comment.
Well, I feel like Bullwinkle.
I'd promised to send my mom's best cookie recipe on December 1...and yet, I'm like the Moose.
Can I claim that the spies, Boris and Natasha, had me tied up somewhere?
Anyway, as I first mentioned several months ago, and said a second time, here is my favorite - the comfort recipe that is a warm winter memory for me.
As I think about it, I realize that when my mom was finding it hard to get breakfast into her houseful of picky eaters, she would sometimes bake a quick batch of these for us to eat with a glass of milk, in the morning.
Her rationale was that if we had eaten a bowl of oatmeal, and a cup of hot cocoa, it would have used the same ingredients, only with much more fuss.
I like her approach--making a decision based on making life work as well as possible for her busy household. And it's one that I think we caregivers can adopt. And the heck with what others might say.
So if you are a baker, and time over a mixing bowl is enjoyable for you, I hope you'll give this a try. And if not, pass this recipe on to someone in your life and ask them to make the cookies for you and your PWP.
Hugs x 4 - and cookies too!
PS. I'm definitely sending this to my daughter. To my everlasting shame her response to a batch of fresh warm cookies, when she was about ten, was "Mommy. I didn't know you knew how to bake cookies!"