My Mom always had this idea that we should eat a healthy diet, so for the majority of year, we really didn't get a lot of sweets. I know it sounds crazy, but we had to get by on stuff made with whole wheat flour, raw sugar and carob powder.
Then came Christmastime and all bets were off - Mom baked mountains of all our favorites and for a few blissful weeks we could be as unhealthy as everyone else we knew. My recipe box is still full of recipes for the old Christmas standbys, all in my Mom's handwriting, or typed out with her handwritten additions in the margins.
And now, my own personal notes about the recipes are scribbled alongside hers, as through the years I have built on the foundation of her efforts. Even though I don't really need to look at those sheets so much anymore, because most of the recipes are on one of my blogs, or readily available online, I still get them out every year, running my hands over them to smooth out the folds as I read them over and get started on planning my baking.
Chocolate Crinkles were always a favorite. I think it must be...