At my Mom’s house, besides not being allowed to sit on the couch, the heavenly aroma of baked goods in the oven is ever present.
My Hungarian grandmother was the master pastry chef of the family and she passed down her secrets to my mother. Neither one of them were earth shattering cooks with the Depression era dinners and efficient use of leftovers and my Mom is the reason I cannot eat Jell-O to this day. But that’s another story. She did horrible, horrible things to Jell-O when I was a kid.
But boy my Mom sure can bake. Christmas time is best when the mail lady delivers that box with holiday cookies wrapped in bubble wrap and newspapers. Her cookies make me think that maybe she’s related to Mrs. Fields or Famous Amos. She is such a cookie nut; my sister’s name is Cookie.
Over the years I’ve tried to snag some of her recipes but we have a rule in our family. Everybody’s individual recipes are kept in a locked strong box with a loaded pistol nearby. That’s how we lost Aunt Selma a few years ago. She just didn’t know when to leave well enough alone snooping around for cookie recipes.
So as a culinary artist and a prime-time cookie connoisseur I have taken it upon myself to try and recreate some of Mom’s famous cookie recipes. These are the same recipes that earned her the title, “Coolest Mom in the PTA”.
Check out the list. I hope I did them justice.
I love you Mom, but I still hate Jell-O.