Legend & Recipe for - Snow Kiss Cookies to Die For

                                                                                                 

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Snow Kiss Cookies Recipe

Makes a dozen cookies

 

Ingredients:

2 sticks unsalted butter

½ cup sugar

½ tsp salt (Sea salt or Himalayan, or Kosher)

1 tbsp. cinnamon

1 tsp vanilla

 1 ¾ cup flour

Powdered sugar

Shredded coconut

Fresh grated ginger

 

Instructions:

• Cream butter, sugar, vanilla, cinnamon, and salt together in bowl
• Add flour slowly to the mixture until combined
• Put in clear food wrap and chill in refrigerator for 1 – 2 hours
• When dough is ready, preheat oven to 325 degrees. Roll the dough in a ball and flatten with a spatula. Shape cookies into flat circles. Put on baking sheet
• Plop onto the middle of each cookie a pinch more of salt and a dollop of ginger
• Bake for 7 minutes at 325 degrees
• Broil for 3 minutes or until you see coloration
• Cool 10 – 15 minutes
• Sprinkle powdered sugar before fully cooled and  add shredded coconut to the top

Enjoy!

 

 

The Legend of the Snow Kiss Cookies

 

Dez took a step back from his embrace. “The cookies . . . It’s a cute legend my grandmother told me when I was little.”

Leo coaxed her, “Tell it to me.”

            Those dark brown eyes searing to her soul were irresistible. “It’s about Emma and William who lived in Denmark hundreds of years ago. They were best friends.  Once upon a time in adulthood, on a cold December day Emma rushed out to find her family’s horse. The animal had broken free from the barn and wandered into the forest. A terrible snowstorm kicked up, Emma fell and hurt her ankle and couldn’t get home.”

            Leo groaned. “Poor Emma.”

            Dez was tickled, he paid attention to her story. “A nisse told William she was missing.”

            Leo cocked his head to the side with his endearing grin. “What’s a nisse?”

            Dez winked. “Of course, that’s a cross between a gnome and a Santa.

            Leo laughed. “Of course.”

            Dez continued her story. “They are Danish magical beings. The nisse led William through the storm to Emma. As they approached, a fierce wolf raced to attack her. William grabbed a hefty fallen branch and beat the wolf away.”

            “Bravo!” Leo cheered.

            Dez smiled and in it she felt a longing. “The two friends reunited with a warm hug. The snowstorm subsided into a light flurry of flakes.”

            Leo asked, “So she was okay?”

            Dez nodded. “But she was hungry. The nisse took out a decorated bag from his satchel and inside was a koekje. That means ‘little cake’ in Danish. That’s where we get our word cookie.”

            Leo said, “I didn’t know that.”

            Dez went on with the story, “As the nisse offered the koekje, snowflakes fell and frosted the top. Emma and William each took a bite, then they laughed to see the powdered snow on each other’s lips like a kiss. That’s when they realized . . . “

            “Realized what?”

            Dez looked deep in his eyes, searching. “They realized they loved each other.” She looked down at his sneakers. “The nisse knew it all along and shouted ‘Forelsket’ meaning in love. That’s why he gave them the Snow Kiss Cookies”