Holidays are for tradition. We carry on the the traditions we loved as children and we make new ones, too. One thing I do every Christmas is bake Italian Anise cookies from my grandmother’s recipe. This year I made a batch with my mother, which was a treat. They’re a labor of love {prepare the dough, chill, roll into balls with oiled hands, bake, ice each one with glaze and sprinkle it with confetti dots before glaze hardens, repeat}. This year we skipped the tree {I figured poinsettias and a wreath would suffice} but I wouldn’t even consider skipping the cookies!

Cheers to holiday traditions and celebrating the joys of the season!