I don't know why I do this every year. Actually, I do. My husband loves Spritz cookies. I call them "the damn spritz." I always remember that they are his favorite cookies. Then after I make them, swearing (internally) like a sailor, I find out his favorite cookie is Melting Moments. You'd think after 26 years...sheesh!
The Melting Moments are much easier to make, too.
My grandmother had one of those intruments of torture. She would make Christmas cookies with it and then put our thumbs in it and scream, "Have you had enough?"
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