
I like to do treat plates for friends and neighbors at Christmas time. It is quite an undertaking and I never make enough. There are so many friends that I want to share Christmas happiness with. This year was no exception. My girls have gotten old enough that they have become huge helpers.
One evening over the school break, I was fighting the kids to go to bed. They just weren't tired. So I decided to let them stay up late and we baked half of the goodies for the plates. We finished the next morning and spent the rest of the day delivering. We decided we had enough of the cooking and ate out at Cici's Pizza. I love the looks I get when I walk into places like that with my whole family. They look at us like we picked up all the neighbor kids and brought them with us. It is also funny to watch them start counting and realize that none of them are quite the same age and maybe they are all really mine. Okay, that was a total tangent. Back to the story of Christmas treats. We finished all our deliveries (only about 20) and I realized I had just not made enough. I still had more friends I wanted to share with.
I sounds like my goodie plates are so good that I need to share. They are good, but probably just to me. I pick my favorite recipes, like peanut butter cookies with a Snickers Bar in the middle, toffee, fudge, Ritz cracker with peanut butter dipped in white chocolate, etc and make them. My mouth is watering as I am writing this post. Anyways, you make the same treats year after year and they begin to become part of Christmas. Maybe nobody else likes them, but I liked sharing and it was fun to bake with my girls.
Growing up we always dipped chocolates. Maybe we didn't always do it, but we did it more then once. Bonnie (my sister) wanted to dip chocolates together and I thought it was a great idea. And I needed to make more treat plates and so did she. So, she came over and we dipped chocolates with my girls. I made caramel before hand to dip (remember the post about Taneal's tooth? I threw out that batch and remade it with a different thermometer and it turned out heavenly) and Bonnie brought cookie dough to dip. The chocolates turned out so good! I should not keep that tradition, I am sure I put on a few pounds from the chocolates alone.
Baking was a very fun part of Christmas and I am so blessed to have girls who are old enough to enjoy that baking and candy making with me. It was also so fun to have Bonnie join in on the fun.