When I make Christmas cookies with the fam, I do my best to go out on a limb. Apparently, frosting and sprinkles make me want to fly my freak flag high. It started with last year’s poorly conceived (and in poor taste) “Treadwell is Gone” cookie. A tribute to the Grizzly Man, the bears he loved, and the bear that finally did him in.
This year, I give you a cat (from a reindeer cookie cutter), the Polynesian Princess, and the Cabaret Snowman:
As our mutual friend, ELM, would say, “You are NOT right.” Love the creativity.
Wow. You’re an inspiration to all of us.