After two days of marathon baking, my work is done. I’ve listened to countless Christmas songs, worked my way through several bags of flour and sugar, and filled many plates and cookie racks. As is always the case, some of the efforts worked out better than others, but I’ve tried some new recipes and I’ve been happy with the results. Whether the recipients of my baking agree has yet to be determined, of course
This year I’m sending my cookies off to a few more people. They’ll be heading to Mom, Richard, and Russell, to Savannah, Akron, Detroit, Indianapolis, Cincinnati, Marysville, and the house next door.
Now that the baking is done and the tins and boxes have been filled, it’s time to sit back, eat a light dinner, and drink some red wine. After a long day, the wine tastes awfully good.