![]() ![]() Should have mowed the lawn one last time. ![]() ![]() ![]() I didn’t cut back the perennials and now snow clumps in the hollows. I hug myself for warmth as Disney disappears behind the garage. Reluctantly, I leave the remnants of the dream in the still warm bed and slide on my lavender fleece bathrobe, let Disney out, pour last night’s coffee in a cup, and zap it in the microwave. Today is a big and busy day and I had better start it. Disney sits laughing beside my bed, his tongue lolling and his tail thumping the carpet. Outside, the snow falls in tight crystals, almost like fog. I stretch my arm out for Jim, but he is gone. MY DREAM FLUTTERS AWAY as I open my eyes. Place them back on the paper and add more confectioners’ sugar while they cool. Pull the cookies and papers off the cookie sheet and onto a cooling rack and let them cool slightly be sure they’re still warm and then gently shake them in a bag with the confectioners’ sugar. I line my cookie sheets with wax paper or parchment paper and spray them with Pam. With floured hands, shape into one-inch balls and bake on ungreased cookie sheets. Combine all of the ingredients except confectioners’ sugar. All rights reserved.:Ĭhop the pecans in a blender or food processor until you have two cups. Ann Pearlman, Pulitzer Prize and National Book Award Nominee, is the author of Infidelity: A Memoir, The Christmas Cookie Club, and The Christmas Cookie Cookbook. ![]()
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