For years, I baked scores of Christmas cookies. Really, too many. It's not like I don't bake during the rest of the year, and having a freezer full of goodies to eat at the ready proved to be entirely too tempting for several of us. Last year I scaled way back. A few family members thought I went too far in the opposite direction. I need to find a good balance. Normally, by now the oven is running all day and into the night. Cookies are accumulating like I'm preparing for a great famine.
Not this year. Not yet. I need to make a list and check it twice. I need to decide what's really important, and what's fluff. Aren't all cookies fluff? You wouldn't think so if you lived in my house!
Today, during our trip to the city, we stopped into a European market. I love this little corner market, though it's a rare treat to visit. Because my own baking hasn't started I splurged on a few French macaroons, and two chocolate croissants to be split on the drive home.
The breads were very tempting, but I passed them by. Good thing we'd just had a nice lunch!