A buttery sugar cookie in its purest form. Rolled thick for a nice softness or thin for a crisp bite, this cookie only gets more magical with a simple buttercream. Sprinkles optional; enjoyment is not.
O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour’s birth.
Mahalia Jackson or Nat King Cole singing that carol are pure Christmas spirit and everything wonderful I feel about the season. Growing up, December 1st always meant the arrival of Mom’s stack of Christmas albums; the Advent wreath, a stiff wire form covered in fresh greens, red berries, and ribbons, topped with four candles – three purple and one pink; and the Advent calendar tacked to the kitchen door to the basement. The season had arrived and cookies were not far behind!