As much as anything “sugar” seems to be falling out of favor these days, and mostly for a good reason, I cannot let go into oblivion handful of my most cherished recipes. This particular one comes from my Grandmother Felicja. Simple sugar cookies, perfect combination of crunchy on the outside and flaky on the inside. It downed on me looking at the ingredient list how simple and accessible they where. Everything came from the farm: the eggs, butter, sour cream, even flour those days. The only thing she would have to get was vinegar and sugar, really just staples from the small village kiosk. This is the simplicity I am hoping to preserve, even if it contains sugar! My holiday upgrade this year was using Demerara sugar instead of plain white sugar.
45o grams flour
250 grams butter
1 cup sour cream
2 egg yolks
3 table spoons white vinegar
Mix everything with a knife, and make the dough quickly by hand. Roll out to the thickness of 1/4″ and cut out small circles. Dip one side in egg white and then sugar. Bake in temp. 395F until holden.
This is for any of the weary souls during the holiday season, tea and cake is good for you. If you light a candle because the days are already oh-so-short, and if you bake the cake yourself, it becomes this slow living ritual that unlocks the creativity, connect you with the person next to you, and allows you to take a deep breath.
I see this recipe every time I rummage through my “best of” folder. I keep here all my Mom’s recipes she has been sending me in letters for years, those dictated to me we while I visit, those copied from fabulous 1960 and 70 Polish cookbooks. This particular one, I know very well from experience…We call it a “TV cake” or “placek-torcik telewizyjny” in Polish, for the simple reason that we used to eat it while watching movies together as a family, still warm, not because the recipe comes from a TV show! There is also a canned peach version, but apple was usually easier, considering the orchard surrounding my childhood home.
For the table decor, I did not venture any further than neighboring street and an empty house waiting for remodel, but covered to the roof with vines with orange berries. Added some dried Thai basil sprigs (still very fragrant!), and few dried rose petals from my “May Flowers” rose, and done. The making of a small afternoon ritual…