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H is for Hallongrotta


When I asked Spencer to quickly put his laundry away so we could get started baking he said "Mom, can we stop doing the alphabet. I don't like it." I asked him what he like to do instead and he said "I want to do the kind of desserts where I don't have to do any work first." After I told him that he would have to put this laundry away before making any dessert, he was cheerfully back on board with the alphabet idea.

We waited until the older kids got home from school so that they could make some cookies too. With the assistance of reading siblings, the kids were able to figure everything out with almost no help from me. It was fun to see how proud they were when they figured out how many tablespoons it takes to get half a cup of shortening.





The recipe made more than 3 dozen cookies, most of which did not last long enough to be photographed. Julie now can say both hallongrotta and delicious. -L

Hallongrotta


Ingredients:
½ cup butter
½ cup shortening
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
2 teaspoons vanilla
3 cups flour
Raspberry jam

Preparation:
Cream butter, shortening, and sugar. Add eggs and vanilla and mix well. Add flour and salt. Drop by teaspoon onto greased cookie sheet. Make a thumbprint in the middle of each cookie and fill with ¼ teaspoon jam (less than you think or it will boil out of the cookie while baking and make a sticky mess instead of an appealing and delicious cookie). Bake at 375 for 10-12 minutes

Recipe source: Grandma

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