With the insanity of a more-than-full-time job, and the crush of the holidays, I’m a little sad that I wasn’t able to make a batch of my Blue Ribbon biscochitos this year. (Long time reader Ephraim has agreed to eat extra of his wife’s batch of biscochitos in order to bring balance back to the universe)
I also didn’t get a chance to make sugar cookies.
I didn’t manage to get to that chocolate covered peanut butter ball recipe I wanted to try.
And toffee. This year I was going to make toffee.
I didn’t get any of that done.
Thankfully, one family tradition did manage to squeeze through my kitchen as we near the holiday.
When I was growing up, my mom used to make these fabulous cream cheese mints. I always considered them to be so elegant and classy. Posh, as the Brits would say.
I remember my mom wrapped up a beautiful box of mints and gave them to my kindergarten teacher (who I idolized). She sent my mom a gushing thank you note. For some reason that stuck with me.
Through the magic of the internet, I was able to find myself a set of candy molds that approximated my mom’s collection, and Thursday night I put all else aside and whipped up a batch.
Tasty treats. Family lore.
Happy Christmas Eve to us all!!
This tin was supposed to make its way to work to share. It didn’t make it to work. More for me!
Photos Copyright 2011, Karen Fayeth, and subject to the Creative Commons on the right column of this page. Photos taken with an iPhone4s and the Hipstamatic app.