December holds many fond memories for me. I spent every Christmas growing up savoring my Grandma Stanley’s home cooked goodness while watching snow fall through her picture window. I may be a California girl living in Mexico, but I’m a Missouri girl at heart. My love for the Midwest runs deep in my veins. The people, the landscape, and the food are all a part of who I am.
Homemade, hearty, and simple foods that have been passed down for generations. Dishes like turkey n’ dumplings, biscuits with gravy, fresh bread, and hot yeast rolls are the foods of my childhood. There is a beauty in traditional recipes that connect the past with the present.
My Grandma was known for her delicious treats that she made each Christmas. I always knew to expect red-hot sugar cookies, chocolate peanut butter balls, chocolate covered pretzels, and my dad’s favorite, coconut oatmeal cookies when I walked into her house.
It’s been years since I’ve spent time in my Grandma’s kitchen but it still doesn’t feel like the holidays without at least one of those goodies. This year I am making her coconut oatmeal cookies.
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