How can you not love a cookie with a name like "snickerdoodle"?
This month I am sending Jake a dozen snickerdoodles. The recipe is the same that my dear grandmother used to make. She would follow a recipe from a little brown pamphlet published in 1958 by WSU. I do not know what happened to her copy and, truthfully, it never crossed my mind again until a few years ago.
I was out browsing antiques and vegetables at a produce stand in Yakima a few years back and came across the little brown pamphlet in a stack of old recipe booklets. My first reaction was a hopeful, "could it be?", and you can imagine my joy at finding the tell-tale recipe for snickerdoodles within.
A note on Jake: He is attending BSU and working lots of hours. He told me that this is his life now....school, work, eat, sleep...repeat. I think it would sound a lot better if he could just throw a few snickerdoodles into that routine, don't you?
