|I had to use those silver sprinkles, I mean those were the be all end all back in the day.|
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I decided that for this last week I wanted to do a cookie that reminded me of my Christmas's growing up. And the cookie that was always out when I was little was Spritz cookies. I don't know if the early 80's brought about the inner Martha in women, or if the cookie press was the new "it" tool. But I remember someone making these and me eating these every year.
Now when I got married my mom got me my own cookie press, because I asked for it of coarse. Show of hands, how many of you have one?
|See a new way to bake with a lap top, and the old cookie press. Ignore the cake mixes, I see cake balls in the near future.|
By another show of hands, how many of you have never used it? Yep I thought so, I couldn't be the only one, right? I even had the receipt in the box still. So you know, it's about time I used it. You know, 8 or so years later, might as well.
Anyway I asked my mom for the recipe she used, as I remember them being so good, buttery and melt in your mouth. So she sent me a copy of the one she said she used. I have to say, either this is the wrong recipe or I messed up some how. These cookies turned out well, just not like I remembered. They were not bad, just not the way I wanted.( small update, my mom has confirmed she used a different recipe, I may have to kill her, or make more in the new year, either way.)
So here is the recipe that I used.
1 Cup butter
1 Cup Sugar
1 1/2 TSP Vanilla
3 Cups All Purpose Flour
1/2 TSP Baking Powder
1/2 TSP Salt
-set oven to 400 (375 if you are using convection)
-beat butter and sugar until mixed
-add one egg at a time, then vanilla
-mix flour, baking powder and salt together
-add dry ingredients to the wet ingredients and mix until incorporated
-once mixed using parchment lined cookie sheets* and form your cookie dough with the cookie press
-decorate with any type of sprinkle or coloured sugar you like
-bake for about 6 minutes, until just golden brown
* the parchment gives the cookies something to grab on to while you press them out, if you don't you may find it hard to get them to stick to the tray
I got about 10 dozen cookies
|I may or may not have gotten Hubby to take me to Bulk Barn for more sprinkles.|
Now I asked my son if he wanted to help, and he said no, until he saw the cookie press
Son : What is that?
Me: It's a cookie gun.
Son: I'm helping!
So he washed his hands, and I told him to sing the happy birthday song so he knew he washed long enough. He asked me who he had to sing it to, and I said whoever. So he sang happy birthday "to no one" and then continued to sing "are you 1, are you 2, are you 3" and so on until he hit about 30. His hands were clean for sure
|My attempt at a fancy holiday picture, I know, I failed.|
Then I showed him how to work the cookie press, and he would press it, yell "reload" and do it again, over and over. I should have known better than to ask him to help
|I made some with pink sugar because I think Christmas doesn't just have to be traditional colours.|
Anyway, I don't think these cookies turned out like the ones I remember my mom making, hers were more of a shortbread, so soft and buttery. These, well they were typical spritz cookies. So I am a little disappointed. But not really because they took less than a hour from start to finish and I got a lot to share. So it brought back some good memories, I guess I have a some new ones with my son, and I have a tummy ache, because I had to sample about 10 to see if they were as good as my moms.
|All ready to go to work and treat some of my friends.|
So if you have the unused cookie press in your basement, dig it out and take a walk down memory lane.
Also I have to update that Hubby ate a whole bunch of these. I asked if he wanted to bring some to work, he said sure asked what they were and I thought that was it. The next day, the container was empty. He ate them all! I don't get him, all the things I make and love and this is what he likes. Sigh.