Cookies Cont....

Well, grandma's Christmas balls rocked, until they cooled. Now I think they're a bit...like rocks, best served with coffee. So it becomes clear to me that her recipes, now that I've located them, will require considerable improvisation.

Aunty Skippy joined us for Round 2 of the cookie marathon this morning and we knocked heads over the direction to "chop" the pecans in grandma's crescent cookies. Clearly chopped meant "pulverize in the Cuisinart" but trust me, it wasn't spelled out. Nevertheless, the kids wildly enjoyed dumping ingredients into the mixer and wasn't Harry thrilled to discover that what he was rolling the crescents in wasn't flour...but confectioners sugar (thanks a ton Skippy). I can hear him bouncing off the walls as I type.