Christmas has been sneaking up on me. Thanks to the internet, my shopping is now under control . It's a quiet weekend. Paul is away visiting his family. Today was the perfect day to start my holiday baking. I sat with a cup of coffee this morning, looking through cookbooks, reading tattered recipe cards, and pulling out cookie recipes that I've been collecting all year. I thought I'd spend the day mixing batters, baking off some cookies and freezing the rest. I wanted to use ingredients that I had on hand. I've been squirreling away cookie-baking ingredients since October.
I finally decided to start my first day of holiday cookie baking by making my mom's rugelach recipe, her spritz cookies,
some sparkling ginger chip cookies, russian tea cakes, peanut butter cookies, and I was thinking of making some shortbread cookies.
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| I've been a busy baking elf today |
This morning I came across a hand written shortbread recipe that my mom probably wrote back in the '60s. I remembered that she liked them with her afternoon tea. They weren't too sweet and they melted in your mouth. I was thinking of jazzing them up with some chocolate, either chopped and added to the batter, or better yet, maybe I would dip the baked shortbread in some dark chocolate. I started pulling all of my ingredients out of the pantry and lo and behold, a bag of Heath Bar chips was tucked between a bar of Belgium chocolate and a bag of chocolate chips. I bought them because one of Paul's favorite candy bars is a Heath Bar. I didn't have anything in mind to bake when I bought them. I don't know what possessed me to do it, maybe I was missing Paul, but I decided to go a little crazy and add the Heath Bar chips to the shortbread and heck....dip them in chocolate as well.