So a 2-hour drive later, and we were unpacking half my kitchen from my car and planning our attack. There were several cookies that required making the dough, then chilling it before it could be worked into cookies. Those went first.
After I got those out of the way, I started on the pizzelles. I made these last year too. This is the recipe that yields somewhere in the vicinity of 3000 cookies (or maybe it just seems that way). I like to make it because it requires whiskey, but not a whole bottle. See how that works?
In any case, the pizzelles were serving double duty this year because I was planning to make another kind of cookie using the pizzelles as a base ... but smaller. So while the cookies were still warm and pliable, I used a round cookie cutter to turn them into 6 cookies. Then I slathered some melted chocolate on them and sprinkled some toffee bits, creating these:
Because it was so late in the evening by the time I got to my sister's, I think those were the only cookies I finished on Saturday, but I can't even remember. Everything's pretty much a blur.
We woke up early on Sunday, had coffee, and got started on the dough we had chilled the night before. First up, another repeat from last year - Horseshoe Cookies (my personal favorite):
Clearly, there were more than just these - but they are fragile, and I didn't want to risk breaking any more than I had to. What? I get to eat the broken ones!
Unfortunately, we did not anticipate the wear-and-tear on my sister's oven. With all the opening and closing of the door, we apparently jiggled the screws on one side of the handle loose.
We didn't let that stop us though ...
Next up was the Tea Time Toffees, one of my grandmother's recipes - and another one I made this year. They turned out better this year - I didn't burn them. And I made 2 batches, so I get to keep some!
The next two cookies are also repeats from last year: peanut clusters and kiss cookies:
We stopped making cookies some time around 6 p.m. and gave ourselves 2 hours to work on our Christmas cards. I left a little after 8 p.m. and made the 2-hour drive home.
When I woke up on Monday morning, my calves felt as if someone had given each of them a "code red*" during the night. Do you know how hard it is to limp with BOTH legs?
Anyway, when I got home after work on Monday, I finished the last of the cookies. These acorn cookies are some that I saw on Pinterest (courtesy of a share by Thomas MacEntee). Unfortunately, mine don't look nearly as cute as the ones on Pinterest, but at least I finally made something I pinned!
I think I was supposed to use mini chocolate chips on the top, but holy cow, I already looked like I rolled around in melted chocolate just using the regular sized ones. There was chocolate on everything I was wearing, the furniture, and possibly even the cats (who were in the other room). I will likely not be making these again. And if I do - and I'm forced to use the tiny chips - I will be naked. You've been warned.
I'm just glad everything turned out edible. Merry Christmas!
*if you don't know what this means, watch the movie "A Few Good Men."
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