(Please note: We have updated the caption on a photo in last week’s story, Working for Food to correct an error. The photo shows author Jean Alicia Elster’s grandmother, ‘May’ Ford, with her oldest grandchild in her grandfather’s wood yard.)
As a Jewish girl, I never celebrated Christmas, but when I was around 11, my best friend Carol and I started a new Christmas ritual. Every year on the day after Christmas I would go over to Carol’s house to look at her gifts and eat her mother’s Christmas cookies.
I always asked her mother how she got her money that year. Carol’s father had a Christmas tradition of giving his wife a couple hundred dollars every year for Christmas, but he would do it in a different creative way each year. One year he rolled up $10 or $20 bills into tubes and used them to spell “I love you” on a piece of cardboard, which he then framed. Another year, he bought a child’s top and plastered the bottom with bills; he gave them to his wife with a note that read, “You’re tops with me!”
My own mother sniffed at this. She didn’t think much of men who gave their wives spending money. Maybe this was because, although my dad was the sole breadwinner in the family, my mother was the one who managed the family finances. In fact, it was she who gave him an allowance!
But I was charmed by Carol’s dad’s money gifts, almost as much as I was by her mom’s Christmas cookies, which were truly scrumptious. There were pecan-studded butterballs; little green Christmas trees with colored sprinkles; Rice Krispies wreaths, also tinted green, with little red cinnamon berries; jam thumbprints; red-and-white striped candy cane cookies; meringues with chocolate chips; and more. I think I envied Carol’s Christmas cookies more than the gifts.
As a child I thought there was something inherently wonderful about these “Christmas” cookies. That notion was dispelled many years later when the people I worked with decided to have a Christmas cookie exchange. Each participant would bake one kind of cookie and create packages containing a half-dozen cookies each. They’d all be laid out on a table, and then everyone would go around and collect one package of each cookie.
I was excited to be part of the exchange, but if I was expecting to be transported back to Carol’s mom’s kitchen, I was sorely disappointed. Most of the cookies were terrible!
A circle of friends who bake
In an effort to help you avoid that fate, I wanted to offer a good recipe for Christmas cookies.
But while the recipe below is terrific, I can’t say it’s for Christmas cookies, because it was developed by a little Russian Jewish lady named Klara who is a member of my synagogue, Congregation Beth Shalom in Oak Park, Michigan.
Klara belongs to a synagogue group of refugees from the former Soviet Union called Circle of Friends. The group was started in 1998 to help the newcomers acculturate to life in America and learn about Judaism, which they had been unable to practice in the USSR.
Fifteen years later, the group still meets weekly. We usually call the Circle of Friends members “Russian” just because it’s easier. Klara, 84, actually comes from Moldova, which was part of the Soviet Union but is now independent. She arrived in Michigan in 1991.
Circle of Friends members have become famous in our congregation for their baking skills. A few years ago, several of the women got together and baked a tray of rugelach, cookies similar to today’s recipe in taste if not in shape, for a silent auction. It sold for more than $100.
Recently, some of the younger women said they wanted to learn to bake from the older women.
So a few weeks ago, on a chilly Sunday morning, Klara and some of her Circle of Friends buddies gathered in the synagogue kitchen with a half-dozen women in their 30s and 40s. They rolled up their sleeves and churned out a few hundred of these Russian Rose Cookies.
While there’s nothing “Christmas” about them, they will work well as a holiday dessert, as part of a cookie tray or cookie exchange or even as a gift. I think Carol’s mom would love them.
Russian Rose Cookies
- 4 eggs, separated
- 2/3 cup (150 gr.) sour cream
- ½ cup (1 stick, 1/4 lb.) butter
- 1½ Tbs. white vinegar
- 2½ -3 cups flour, sifted
- 1¼ cups sugar
- 1 cup nuts (walnuts or pecans), finely chopped
- ½ cup raisins
- ½ cup dried cranberries
- Confectioner’s sugar
- Mix the egg yolks well and grate the butter into them. Mix well, then add sour cream and vinegar and mix well again.
- Add the flour – start with 2½ cups and add more if necessary. Stir it in, and when the dough gets too stiff to stir, mix with your hands.
- Turn the dough out on a floured board or counter and knead it until it is smooth and elastic; it should not be sticky.
- Divide the dough into 6 equal balls and set the balls aside to rest.
- Beat the egg whites until they are very frothy, and gradually beat in the sugar. Continue beating until you have a glossy meringue that is stiff enough to form soft peaks.
- Fold in the nuts, raisins and cranberries.
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
- Take one of the dough balls and roll it out on a floured board or counter until you have a thin piece of dough about 8 or 10 inches square. You can stretch it with your hands to make the square larger and thinner, but be careful not to tear the dough.
- Spread one-sixth of the meringue mixture evenly on the dough, then roll it up tightly. You may need to use a knife or spatula to loosen the dough from the counter as you roll it up.
- Move the roll back and forth a few times with the seam down to seal the seam Pinch the ends together.
- Cut each roll into 6 pieces and place them on a baking sheet. Flatten each one slightly.
- Repeat with the other dough balls, using one-sixth of the meringue to fill each one.
- Bake for 12 to 15 minutes until the cookies are light brown.
- Cool on a wire rack. When cool, sift confectioner’s sugar over the top.
Debra Darvick says
I LOVE the photos. They are as sweet and delicious as the recipe, written in that beautiful