Christmas Elves Don't Take Breaks
Enlisting help in Christmas Cookie making from my daughter, Krista, should make it more fun and less frenzied. She is artistic and loves to decorate, but in this kitchen, with time constraints , we can’t put perfect smiles on every Santa Claus, now can we? “Why don’t you make all the smiles, then go back and make all the eyes, and so on?” I suggested, adding up the seeming 10 minutes each cookie is taking. “But I want to do it this way.” The assembly line had come to a complete, steam-hissing halt . “Krista, we have 20 million cookies to make, can you hurry it up?” Christmas clouds are darkening, laughing has ceased and I’m starting to feel like if something pure like an Angel or a Muppet entered my kitchen, it would fall dead from the “Cheer Vacuum.” “O.k., you keep going, I’m going to make more.” In the same time I made 2 batches of fudge, 2 trays of caramel bars and removed the ceremonial molten peanut brittle from the microwave, Krista had completed 25 Santa faces--and they w