This year I decided that I should be able to have an assortment of gluten-free Christmas cookies, after buying myself yet another gluten-free cookbook-- Gluten Free Christmas Cookies. I've tried four recipes now, and have about worn myself out. (I'm not a baker).
I made pecan praline meringues and thumbprint cookies last week. The meringues were wonderful. Yesterday, while it was snowing, I made choclate crinkle cookies, hoping they would be like my grandmother's cookies (not!) and my very first cut-out sugar cookies.
Time consuming. I resorted to little dog bones after trying a couple of poodles, made with a cookie cutter send by my friend, Ana. Sorry, Canon, I didn't do you justice. Caprice ended up blue and broken. Both dogs have been eaten.
Not works of art, but somehow, it was satisfying to finish them. I learned not to roll cookies too thin, and that royal icing really doesn't taste too good right out of the bowl.
Maybe it's not so important to have so many Christmas cookies for two people. (I can't take them elsewhere.) Next year, I'll downsize.
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