23 December, 2012 18:45

For the last three Christmases, I have made pfeffernusse cookies. Here, Mo is helping me pat the dough into a cake pan to be chilled. My grandmother used to make them and mail them to us. They were my dad’s favorite. The year she passed from breast cancer, I discreetly got the recipe from my mom. I gave the cookies to my dad as a wrapped Christmas gift. When he opened them, he started to cry. He hugged me and said, “Thank you! I was just thinking about how I wasn’t going to get any of these this year.”

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