Making these cookies is a family tradition. My cousin usually makes them, but it was just too much for her to do by herself.
I can only imagine! We had 5 people working together to do the job and we still took HOURS to make these for the entire family.
Neylan and Auntie Kay
Kay, Cassandra, Will, and Rei sitting at the table with the finished balls of dough, trying to flatten them as thin as possible without breaking them. It’s harder than it sounds.
Plastic bags over their hands, they are flattening them out while my mom puts the in the oven and takes them out at 5 minute intervals. A lot of hard work.
The small rolled balls of dough.
Sitting around talking as we finish the last of the cookies. Auntie Jody was in every conversation and the constant jokes about following my grandmother’s recipe to the letter. Good times.
My brother’s “super cookies”. He didn’t make them so they’d fit in a mason jar, but he figured that was OK because they’d fit right in his stomach.
Megan A.K.A. “Mom”