As mentioned in the Mother's Day blog series, my mother was not the world's best cook. That would also include baking! Most of our baked goods came from Pittsburgh's Dudt's Bakery or Hostess, however, each Christmas season she would bake sugar cookies. A day was spent mixing, rolling and cutting the various shapes with red plastic cookie cutters--stars, stockings, bells, etc. We kids would sprinkle a ton of the colored sugar on top of each one and into the oven they would go.
To be honest, this tradition continued until I was well out of the house. No photos were taken of the fun time we had making a colossal mess in the kitchen or the finished product. Years ago, I was going through a footlocker of 8mm film and previewing them on an old projector and lo and behold there was some footage of my two brothers working on the cookies. They were in their teens, probably filmed in the early 1970's. What a hoot they were having with those cookies.....slathering on colored frosting and sprinkles.....the cookies looked awful, but they were having the best time.
I also remember that my Mom would bake at least one pie for each holiday. I don't remember the pies so much as what she did with the extra pie dough. She would roll it out, spread butter on it, then sprinkle cinnamon sugar over the butter. The dough would then be rolled like a very long sausage, cut into little pinwheels and baked. These were for the kids and devoured as they came out of the oven.
Oh My, you brought home a wonderful memory for me. Cinnamon pie crust sticks. Yummy. I am liking these Advent posts. But now I am going to have to cook...I wonder if gluten free pie crust would taste as good?...hmmm
ReplyDeleteThanks for the wonderful post.
Frances