It hasn’t yet begun, but the gears will soon be turning on a cookie factory in my kitchen.
There will be assembly lines for toffee, sugar cookies and peanut butter blossoms. For a few days, every flat surface in our home will be covered with the sweets of my labor.
I do it every year, and yet it still requires mental preparation. I know how to make all the treats, I know what’s involved as far as ingredients and timing are concerned. Maybe it’s because I know what’s involved that I have to gear up. Maybe getting in over my head each and every year has trained me to still my mind before I begin.
The butter is soft and the eggs are at room temperature. I hear the work whistle blowing. And so it begins…