Pizzelles for Christmas!
One of my fondest memories of Christmas as a little girl was watching my Aunt Viola make pizzelles. I remember the wonderful anise scent that filled the kitchen and the big iron that she used to make them. I loved the flower in the center of the cookie but most of all I loved to eat them! When we moved across the country, I eagerly awaited the Christmas package from Auntie and Uncle as there was always a tin filled with pizzelles!
This year, while I went through my cookie file, I came across the recipe she sent me. I would know the handwriting anywhere. She sent me letters when we moved from Pennsylvania and when I grew up, the occasional recipe would be tucked inside. The recipe for pizzelles I have treasured for many years.