This recipe is an old one. Really old, like circa 1967! I entered this recipe in a contest as a youngster when I was about nine and really learning my way around the kitchen. I won! I was dumbfounded when I heard my name called out over the loudspeaker, and I didn’t know what to do. My sister Debbie nudged me, “Go get your prize!”. And with that a $2 bill and blue ribbon, I have made this recipe ever since!
It’s a soft cookie, if not overbaked, and not a chewy cookie so much but instead made for dunking in your coffee–like daddy always did, or dunking in your cup of milk like we kids did on the farm. The complete story is found in my book My Farmhouse Journal: Memories and Recipes on page 17.