Granny's Icebox Cookies
My Granny always had a stash of homemade cookies for us to enjoy! She always had a variety to choose from at any given time! Her Icebox cookies were sometimes stored in the deep freezer awaiting visitors.They were even more wonderful cold! The lucky cookie of the week was proudly stored in her round Tupperware container. I now have that container! I baked these cookies this weekend and loaded them into the famous container. My daughter walked by lifted the lid and squealed! "Oh it smells just like Granny's house!" I was giddy all over! I had already discovered this but was thrilled
that she discovered the same treasure! This spurred what I call a "memory blast"
where we each began spilling out one memory after the other about our Granny!
My grandmother and her Great Grandmother! How blessed my children were to know
their Great Grandmothers! So we spent the rest of the weekend walking by the cookies, lifting the lid to take a whiff of that wonderful smell. Sometimes not even grabbing a cookie! A smell that took us back to the kitchen of a magical woman who loved us totally and completely without conditions. A woman who opened her home and her heart to all who entered through her doors. What is most amazing to me is that my daughter was 5 when she passed away, yet this memory, from this smell took her immediately back to that kitchen! Back to that feeling of love! How Sweet Is That! It is true that love knows no boundaries and not even death can separate that.
that she discovered the same treasure! This spurred what I call a "memory blast"
where we each began spilling out one memory after the other about our Granny!
My grandmother and her Great Grandmother! How blessed my children were to know
their Great Grandmothers! So we spent the rest of the weekend walking by the cookies, lifting the lid to take a whiff of that wonderful smell. Sometimes not even grabbing a cookie! A smell that took us back to the kitchen of a magical woman who loved us totally and completely without conditions. A woman who opened her home and her heart to all who entered through her doors. What is most amazing to me is that my daughter was 5 when she passed away, yet this memory, from this smell took her immediately back to that kitchen! Back to that feeling of love! How Sweet Is That! It is true that love knows no boundaries and not even death can separate that.
Icebox Cookies
2 cups of brown sugar
1 cup of shortening (I use Crisco Butter Flavored)
2 eggs
3 cups flour
1 cup of chopped nuts
1 Tbs of water to dissolve 1 tsp of baking soda
1 Tbs Cream of Tartar
1 tsp vanilla
pinch of salt
Cream shortening, add sugar, beaten eggs and vanilla. Sift flour, salt, and cream of tartar, add to mixture. Add soda with water and fold in nuts. Mix together well and separate dough in half. Take the first half and roll into a log on wax paper. Wrap up the log in the wax paper and store in the "Icebox". Repeat the same with the remaining dough. Chill well. Slice and bake for about 10 minutes at 350 degrees. Transfer to a wire rack and cool. Store in an OLD, ROUND TUPPERWARE container!