Growing up in my Italian family there were two big traditions. One was celebrating the feast of Saint Joseph and the other was making the fig cookies. These cookies were a big part of our holiday and I remember my mom, aunts and grandparents all in the kitchen working together and laughing. What a system they had going grandma, mommy, Aunt Sophie and Aunt Katie would sit on chairs in the center of the kitchen facing each other and grandpa had this big wooden table top and placed it on their laps. Then daddy and Uncle Tony would put all the prepared ingredients on the table top and they would start making these beautifully designed cookies (mine never look as good as theirs) Once the cookies started to come out of the oven (under the watchful eye of grandpa) someone else was there ready to frost and sprinkle them. Then they would lay a sheet on one of the beds and place the cookies there to dry. Thatís where they would find me, my sister, brother and cousins.
What cherished memories I have from this event, in a time when it was all about family. It is time to share this recipe with you and my hopes are that I can bring this to your table and the memories can go on. When you make this cookie please email me and let me know if this was the best fig cookie you have ever had.
OkÖ letís get cooking
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