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Santa cookies



Yeah yeah, so I copied them from Kneaders.  Was picking up some stuff at Christmastime with a friend and there they were... LOVED 'em right from the start!  Bought a few, brought them home and made my own... for about 1/10 the price, I might add.  Anyway (man I overuse that word), they were a big hit with friends and neighbors... a few people told me they even made their kids wait to eat them till Christmas Eve or day.  So, they've become my new seasonal shtick gift (with the exception of those that won't give up the peppermint brownies)... courtesy of the great bakers themselves.  They'll be like the caramel sauce we get each year from the Belnaps.  People'll  say, "here come the V's with their Santa cookies"... and hoperfully they'll be happy about it, too.  
The end.  
Until next year.  ;-D

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