It is without pride that I am able to confess, that I know my way around a plate of cookies. At Christmas time, my Mom always makes butter cookies in various holiday shapes, which, when I lived at home, we’d ice and sprinkle and then consume by the palm-full. My Grandfather always had a plate of brownies on the counter for our Sunday visits, and with my Granny, I treasure years of kitchen memories making her beloved ‘Face Cookies”.
There’s something familiar and comforting about a plate of fresh baked treats, in my family, these plates were edible love letters….
I’m posting today over at 5 Minutes for faith, sharing a little about a Christmas tradition from my home.
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