It seems that I collect cookie recipes. I find them, people give them to me, and sometimes they just appear. Website bookmarks, post it note tabs in cookbooks and magazines, word documents in computer files and scraps of paper and index cards, I have them all saved in some form or another. It might take me a while to get to them all but eventually I will. Projects like this give me a perfect reason to sort through them and bake away. Years ago, my friend Laurel added another one to the stack when she told me about a cookie dear to her family, a Swedish recipe they enjoy every Christmas morning. The Kringla. I had to know more.
