on icing cookings

One of my holiday memories from childhood is going to my mom's sister's home to decorate stacks and stacks of sugar cookies with sugar icing dyed with food coloring. While fun and festive, I found it frustrating. I was never able to make them come out as neat and nice as my aunt and my mom were able to do, using butter knives to apply the icing.

(I'm told that I also had a habit of licking the knife, which then had to be taken away from me and replaced with a clean one before I put it back into the bowls of icing.  I have no memory of this, but.. yeah.. I probably did that.)

Yesterday I discovered something obvious in retrospect: piping bags.  Not just for cake decorating.   I was able to crank out dozens and dozens of iced cookies that looked good, and I had fun doing it.

Too bad that I can only *eat* one or two a day of them now.

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Tags: christmas, family, food, memories

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