It's been quite a while since my last post...I've been under the weather so to speak and haven't been at my computer for any amount of time since last March. I also haven't done much research at all in that time because I would need a good block of time to sit and I couldn't do that.
Today I got to thinking about my grandma Porteous who has been gone since the early 1960s. She was probably the best baker I knew. Her pies never failed. I don't remember her baking cakes – my mom did that. The one thing she baked which was always fun for me were her molasses cookies. Around this time of year she would gather all the ingredients and implements to get ready to make the dough. I was usually the first at the kitchen table to watch and "help" as much as she would let me. I was maybe five or six years old.
|Grandma's breadboard I still use.|
|Grandma's flour sack towel, but a different bowl.|
|I found this recipe in an old cookbook of my Mom's. |
Roll out the dough on a floured board and cut into desired shapes. Grandma always used the gingerbread man cutters and let me put the eyes, nose and mouth on the man using the extra raisins.