Thursday, December 19, 2013

Meet Johanna. We're going to be great friends.

Kitchen Aid stock photo
Whoo hoo!  The bestest Yule gift ever!

At Thanksgiving, I saw my sister-in-law Kathy's Kitchen Aid mixer and fell in love.  So, Jaynee, being the wonderful friend/roommate/sister that she is, got me one.  Yay, Jaynee!  (And I know how expensive they are, so I'm not sure how she managed it on her teeny-tiny budget, but I'm so so so grateful that I'll even let her borrow it.)

I'm naming the mixer Johanna, after my Grandma.  As a kid, I spent every Saturday morning with Grandma, baking bread and cinnamon rolls and sometimes, cookies.  These are the best of my childhood memories.

I haven't done much baking in the past 15 years.  My kitchen is too small to roll out dough without re-arranging everything.  Plus, my hands and wrists don't have the strength they used to.  (I blame this on my years as a booth cashier in a Vegas casino, slinging coin bags around.)  So, it hurts to stir heavy dough.

Not anymore.  Johanna and I spent yesterday making Christmas cookies.  It was delicious.