Showing posts with label Christmas tins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas tins. Show all posts

Sunday, November 28, 2010

IT'S TIME TO BAKE FOR THE KIDS FOR CHRISTMAS

It's time to fill the tins with Little White Cookies (aka Russian Teacakes).
Each layer is separated by a square of waxed paper. This one is finally full!Then everything goes into the redneck fridge--the garage--until it's time to deliver. Three tins are filled with Little White Cookies, two more to go. Then I need to find out what else they want? Regular fudge, peanut butter fudge, buttermilk fudge, English toffee, caramels or maybe something I have forgotten.
This year I think I will make fruit cake--I'm getting a late start on it.

Trent is the only one I know of who likes it. He says it's good with a steaming cup of wassail--which I used to make but have no idea where the recipe is. My fruit cake is fruit and nuts and just enough batter to hold them all together--red and green candied pineapple, red and green candied cherries, Marciano cherries and walnuts. When sliced thin it looks like a stained glass window.
Now to find the recipe.

Maybe Trent will get fruitcake next year. Actually, if made properly this year it would still be wonderful by next year.

If you don't make Russian teacakes maybe it's time to start a new tradition for your kids or just yourself. Recipe here.

And if you fruitcake recipe is the best--not good or great but absolutely the best you have ever tasted and you are famous for it, send it to me because in searching three recipe boxes my recipe has not been found yet.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

THE RUSSIAN TEACAKES


The kitchen table has looked like this for some time now. Tins, waiting to be filled. The most time consuming of them all--the Russian Teacakes are finished. .


Here they are, all rolled and chilled in the very cold garage, waiting to be baked.
The baking part. The first dusting with powdered sugar.

The tin, all lined with waxed paper.
The second dusting with powdered sugar.
And here they are, all filled and ready to go into the cold, cold garage, awaiting delivery to the kids.

The other day I said to Gilmore Girl, "The first tin is filled with Russian Teacakes and the person who gets here first gets it."

There was a long pause on the phone and then she said, "That's not fair! The Brown Dot lives only eight minutes away!"

Today I told Her Excellency of Mousehole that the Russian Teacakes were finished and she said, "Don't count on it!" I fainted dead away.

Recipe here. Be warned, once you taste them and your kids taste them they will become a tradition and they are time consuming...just like children, and just like children, they are worth it.