So last evening I sat in my car at the Starbucks drive-thru for 25 minutes (yes, I’m that lazy stereotype) to get a peppermint mocha that I ultimately only drank half of because I don’t really like coffee. And the whole time I could only think about one thing: cookies.
It’s definitely cookie season!

I firmly believe you should never show up anywhere empty-handed. During the holidays, homemade tins or trays of cookies are always the biggest hit. My grandmother, Mother Lovett, used to bake constantly; even when her chocolate walnut fudge bore her fingerprints, people still loved it. Sometimes we pair a little cookie tray with a bottle of wine, but these days wine is almost expected and can feel overdone. (Full disclosure: I don’t think wine can ever really be overdone—if you visit me, bring boatloads.)
Is there any other time of year when it’s appropriate to arrive with a huge snowman plate piled high with a dozen different kinds of cookies? I don’t think so. Sure, I’d be thrilled if someone showed up like that in August, but it just doesn’t happen.

I bake. A lot. Baking cookies for the holidays is therapeutic for me—it’s not work. I don’t need to stage everything in perfect light or spend half an hour trying to stack three cookies for a photo. Holiday baking is for early mornings, late nights, rainy days, and is camera-free. I blast Christmas music while I bake. I learned alongside Mother Lovett for years, and baking now feels like a tribute to her.
Below is what I plan to bake this season—or at least what I desperately want to bake if time allows. I’ve shared this list every year, and last year I made a little more than half the recipes. I’m a bit ambitious, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
What are you baking? Tell me! Share recipes, links, and ideas—overshare, if you like. I love seeing new inspiration and holiday creativity.
[Clearly I have too much time on my hands. Oye.]


