As you know I hung up the oven mitts and apron last fall to dive into my graduate work and veganism.
I made a comeback over Christmas with some cuccidate, a chocolate cheesecake and two clementine tortes. Then, I let the flour sit idle again until this weekend.
It took a phone call to change this... As a keeper of the family recipes and traditions, I knew that Palm Sunday meant time to make bunnies and baskets, but I felt overwhelmed... I have trips looming in the future, important meetings and deadlines lapsing. There is laundry to be done... But, there is also this lady:
If you don't remember her, she's my Nana and she's also one of the funniest people I've ever met- when we first made these cookies together six or so years ago she got a little punchy with the dough and we had some not suitable for work cookies.
She was my phone call. I'd pulled out the recipe and called to ask what she'd need me to bring over if she was willing to make them with me. It was the best idea I've had this month. It's always amazing to see the master making one of her own masterpieces.
I mean she doesn't even need a mixing bowl or fork for this dough. I poured us each a glass of rose and greased the pans before we started forming the cookies.
It took an hour to make all of the shapes and sesame seeded cookies (jijilana) we were done with frosting and dishes within two hours... Moral of the story- any task is better if it's done out of love and shared with someone you enjoy!
Be well and happy confections!