My favorite Christmas memories, of course, involve food. Every year, my Mom would make gingerbread cookies. Nothing says Christmas like the smell of cinnamon & cloves wafting through your house. She would outline the gingerbread men with white icing, give him raisin eyes, a wide smile, and cinnamon candy buttons....soooooo cute! The cookie itself is the best holiday cookie I've ever had. It has a slightly crunchy exterior with a chewy interior, very, very delicious. It is a tradition in my house to make these with my boys, we cut them out to bake and we decorate them together. My little Ryan calls them "people cookies". It's great fun and we all look forward to it every year. I would love to share that recipe with you next week, when I regain my energy from this week's posts. It's never too late to start a new tradition!
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