Grammie Cookies

This was the first recipe I ever figured out how to make from memory. It took me about two years, around 30 bad batches of cookies, a few floor meltdowns but I got it, and now I can say I’ve got the recipe down to a science and it’s finally ready to share.  Everyone who knew my Grammie knew and loved her and these cookies. My uncle hid a tin of them under his bed at Christmas time and don’t remember a holiday or occasion without them. The only person who I ever met that did not like these cookies was my mom. 

You’ll need: 

3 cups all purpose flour 

1/2 t. baking soda 

1 T baking powder

1 1/2 sticks of butter (room temp. baby)

1/2 cup granulated sugar 

3 eggs 

2 t Vanilla extract

Glaze:

1 1/2 cups powdered sugar 

4-5 T milk 

1/2 t vanilla extract

And:

nonpareil sprinkles. 

Parchment paper

Baking sheet

Plastic wrap or foil.


Okay, I am very aware what I am about to say is WRONG, very wrong. Textbook, “watch a single cooking show and you’ll know this is not the way to make dough” wrong, however; this is how you make this dough. Trust me, I tried to do it the “right” way, and it never came out well, right. My grandmother through everything in a bowl, at the same time and mixed it with her hands. 


I know, I know. 


But it’s the only way that works. So here we are. Keep a little extra flour on hand to adjust, you’ll most likely need a little more. Be careful not to add too much, they should still be very buttery. Dough should be soft and smooth and not stick to your hands once throughly combined. 


You should be able to grab a small piece of dough roll and form a tube of dough that you will then wrap and twist around to make the final shape of the cookie. Something close to braided? A figure 8? The easiest way I can think of to describe this part of the process (and this is after months of working on this post) is : MAKE DOUGH SNAKE, TWIST DOUGH SNAKE. It is also perfectly acceptable to just scoop 1 to 2 inches of dough and bake like a regular cookie if you don’t feel like channeling your inner Italian grandmother or Chrissy Teigen. 


Bake at 350 for 10 minutes. Cookies should be golden with no browning at the bottom. While in the oven, stay local and make your glaze, if you burn these you’ll have to start over. Depending on the size of your baking sheet, you’ll most likely need to work in a few batches. Let rest on a cooling rack until completely cooled down. 


To make the glaze put powdered sugar into a medium sized bowl and SLOWLY, and I mean truly glacially add milk a few drops at a time, whisking gently.  Emotionally it should feel like you’ve been seeing someone for a few months but haven’t had the “talk” yet. Yes, that slow. I promise it’ll be worth your while because if this gets too thin yes, you can always add more powdered sugar to thicken it back up but I promise you don’t want to be left with a gallon of cookie glaze when everything is all said and done. Add in vanilla just as slow. It should look but not taste like Elmers glue.  

Once totally cooled, dip cookie face down into glaze mixture, adjust thickness accordingly, the first dip of one of these is often like a first pancake. 

Then immediately make it rain with sprinkles. Don’t be shy, these cookies are FUN.  

For full Grammie authenticity cover every smooth surface of your home with plastic wrap and let cookies harden over night. On one memorable occasion they were even on the bed, it might have been my first communion, but I’m sure it happened more than that.

Bring these everywhere, for anything. And I highly suggest dipping a few into your coffee the next morning. 

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Rice Salad

In less than a weeks time of starting this project I found myself in a sunny kitchen, standing in front of a cutting board early on a Saturday evening, laughing and getting to know someone I had been waiting a very long time to meet. There are some areas of my life I have had some unfortunate luck, but when it comes to my friends I have time and time again hit the jackpot with really great people, and getting to meet their mother’s it has found a new place in my heart. And for bonus points I got to meet dad too. They were both, fucking perfect. Within minutes of meeting we were all working in our own stations around the kitchen, talking like old friends, I quartered cherry tomatoes while my friend made long grain rice, by the time I was zesting the lemon her mom was throwing freshly chopped herbs into a big bowl over my shoulder. We all made it together and like everything I love and hope to include in this project it has a memory attached to it. I needed to include this recipe because not only did I love it, I want to be able to feel the night for years to come because like every breezy spring evening I have spent at this friends house, this night was perfect. 

Here is what you will need:

  • 1 1/2 cups of rice (We used long grain brown) but literally any rice will do.

  • 3 cups veggie stock 

  • 1 cup mini heirloom tomatoes

  • 1 cup Persian cucumbers

  • chopped parsley 

  • chopped cilantro (to taste or leave it out, I know, I know “soap” it’s cool leave it out if you want) 

  • 1/2 cup toasted pine nuts 

  • 2 lemons

  • garlic, follow your heart. (we crushed 2 cloves)

  • salt

  • pepper 

  • olive oil 


Here is how to many this simple, amazing and something I never thought I would say on here, especially this early in the process, healthy recipe:

Start by cooking the rice, if you’re using brown it will take a lot longer so you can complete the other steps while its cooking. Season everything as you go.

Quater cherry tomatoes, cut cucumbers into equal sized pieces ( I mean like the best you can, don’t drive yourself crazy) finely chop herbs and garlic.

To complete this step way we did, work at different points of the kitchen, give one person “the good knife” and make sure EVERY WINDOW IS OPEN. 

Lightly toast pine nuts in a pan or on a parchment lined baking tray.

Combine tomatoes, cucumbers, herbs in like a big bowl, you gotta be able to stir it all together, it won’t look like much individually but once combined you’ll be happy you used a larger one.

Zest both lemons, juice both lemons, combine.

Throw those pine nuts in there baby.

Once cooked through add rice into the bowl. Add a few drizzles of olive oil, and salt and pepper one last time.

You can serve this along side literally anything, but we did a kale Caesar and a cabbage salad.

It was the exact kind of mental break I needed from both my week and the mental gymnastics required trying to remember recipes.

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I knew coming into this that this project wouldn’t be easy, that it would be emotional, time consuming and unpredictable. What I didn’t plan on the was the amount of love and support I received from people who wanted to be a part of this project. So please bear with me here as I struggle with web design, food photography and allow me to be vulnerable, spelling. I am once again trying to make things perfect before I share them, and that is the opposite of what I am trying to do. I have spent more time trying to grieve perfectly then I had realized and after spending truly weeks to get yet another post perfect I decided I would get out of my own way.

I have had people reach out from so many areas and times in my life wanting to be involved one way or another. I intend to get to them all. Thank you for your patience with me as I learn to be patient with myself.

Sunday Gravy

I knew immediately that the first thing I wanted to make when I started this project was gravy. Sunday gravy. A slow cooked meat sauce that takes all day to make, that includes meatballs that were mentioned in my mother’s obituary (I am not kidding). We ate this almost six nights a week in my house growing up. What I am about to say might sound crazy but I have zero memory of watching this sauce actually get made. It was kind of just always there? I remembered a few basic things but I was mostly going in blind. I did A LOT of guessing during this attempt. There was a carrot for sure, I remember that. A Bayleaf? What kind of meat is braciola?

I reached out to my brother and uncle to see what they could remember, these were the real answers I got:

My brother; “I couldn’t tell you but I know they had all the cans of tomato paste and meatballs and sausage in the same pot. Like all the meats She’d use a veal, beef and something else, I wanna say lamb, maybe. For the meatballs I mean, she used a meat blend.”

She did not, but I was relieved to find out I not the only one who wasn’t paying attention.

My uncles response: ‘I think so, Sausage, a piece of pork, a piece of beef, spareribs and meatballs. I think she put a carrot and some sugar. The meat cost like 40-50 bucks lmao. “

Thank you gentlemen, you have both been very, very helpful.

Now with somehow less information then I had started with I was overwhelmed but had a plan. I was going to shop and make the gravy Saturday night and heat it up the next day because, gravy is always, all together now, “EVEN BETTAH THE NEXT DAY-A”

I really wanted to include something called braciola (pronounced BRA-ZSA-OLE). I knew without it, it wouldn’t be right. Thanks to my very kind friend and her lovely mother I am much more equipped for accuracy on my second pass. According to her mom, the most important ingredient for a braciola is a cooperative butcher, which I could not find. I figured I would start with the basics and go from there.

It took me a total of four hours to get all of the things I thought I needed, and I am proud to say I only cried in my car once. Here is everything I got, and everything you’ll need to make a really good but historically inaccurate version of my mom’s sauce:

  • 2 can tomato puree (28oz)

  • 1 can crushed tomatoes (28oz)

  • vegetable oil

  • 1 medium sweet onion

  • garlic

  • fresh basil

  • fresh parsley

  • bay leaves

  • 1 carrot

  • 1 pound ground beef (80/20)

  • 3 bone in short ribs

  • 2 pork chops

  • 2 sweet, 1 hot Italian sausage

  • 2 eggs

  • whole milk

  • 1/2 pound fresh grated Locatelli

  • 4c breadcrumbs (Italian seasoned)

  • 1 pound Barilla penne

  • garlic powder

  • onion powder

  • sugar

  • salt and pepper

Finley chop onion and parsley, peel carrot, and mince garlic. I will not tell you how much garlic you need to use, you can listen to you heart for that but I used about 8 cloves. Remember, you’re making a lot of sauce. If you want to feel like you’re on Masterchef put everything into small glass bowls, or just leave everything on your cutting board until you’re ready to build the sauce, live your truth.

In a large bowl combine ground beef, about 1/2 cup of Locatelli, 2 eggs, whisked, a cup of breadcrumbs, a splash of milk, chopped parsley and salt. Use your hands to mix together. Once fully incorporated portion into gold ball sized meatballs and set aside.

Place pork chops between two sheets of plastic wrap and tenderize until thin, ideally with a meat tenderizer but since i misplaced mine I found a cocktail muddler worked just as well. Season with salt and set aside.

Season short ribs.

Heat a large frying pan with a layer of oil. Once hot, brown short ribs, pork and sausage.

Repeat process for meatballs. For total recipe accuracy completely fuck up your first batch of meatballs and spend 20 dollars to postmates yourself a single pound of ground beef, seriously consider giving up and telling your friends not to come tomorrow. Or skip this step entirely by paying attention.

Add an inch of oil to the largest pot you have, on medium heat add onion. Sweat until translucent.

Add garlic, sauté until fragrant about 2 minutes.

Add 2 cans of puree, 1 crushed and a can of water. SEASON AS YOU GO. I’m sorry for yelling but I can’t stress this enough, you’ll thank me later. Now is a good time to toss in that carrot, tear off some fresh basil and the rest of your parsley.

Bring to a boil and add meat. Reduce heat to low, like really really low. Put the lid on but not like all the way, prop it up a little bit so some steam can get out. Stir every 30 minutes for the next four hours. Watch a Victoria Gotti documentary to pass the time.

Once meat is fork tender it’s done. I cooked mine for closer to seven hours which I really regret. It was perfect around 4-5 hours which is closer to what I would recommend for these proportions at least. I remember my mother cooking it all day but her pot was much bigger and she was feeding a lot more people? I’m learning you guys. I’m glad I know for next time. Serve with your favorite macaroni, I used Penne but really wanted to be able to find cavatelli (pronounced GAH-VA-DEALS).in

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So in the end, no I didn’t make the gravy the way I remember. I did however manage to make Sunday feel like a Sunday for the first time in years. It felt like home to wake up and go to the bakery to get bread and cannolis for dinner that night. I can’t begin to express my gratitude for having a table full of kind, supportive, amazing people. We even played cards. My sauce gets a 6 but my night gets a 10.

If you read this far I thank you kindly for your time. Happy Sunday.