I moved to Alaska when I was 10 years old and I remember quite vividly saying goodbye to my 4th grade classmates. I remember showing them on the globe how far away Alaska was from Texas and one of them asked me, straight up, "Are you going to live in an igloo?" I knew it was ridiculous but the fact that I still remember that question makes me wonder if, at the time, I wasn't quite sure myself.
I'm kidding. I laughed in their faces. Pfft. 10 year olds.
So even though I spent the rest of my youth here, moved away then would eventually return, I still don't think of Alaska as home. Isn't that weird? I'm not FROM Alaska; I just live here right now. That doesn't mean, however, that I deny it's beautiful landscapes or quirky residents or wonderful summers. That's all grand. But it's the damn winters...
But I digress. I did not, as one might suspect, make these in response to the Texas cookies I shared with my fellow Texan family a few weeks ago. I actually made them to share with my Alaskan coworkers at a bake sale being held at work. I thought they'd appreciate these familiar sights over any old design (or especially Texas. Imagine: feeding Alaskans Texas cookies! The horror!)
I used Sweet Sugar Belle's recipe but I've made a few tweaks and they're working for me (learning my wonky oven temperature is the biggest plus). This is the 8th batch of cookies I've made and I'm finally getting to the point where I've got a routine and it's getting easy! Yay!
|Ready for a bake sale!|