"Momma, can we make Gingies, pease, Momma? Pease?"A large Hallmark Christmas card box filled to the brim to last me from Montana to NY.
The spicy smell baking in the oven, the little round balls being rolled in the sugar. The crackles on top coming out just right.
Gingersnaps. My Auntie Val's recipe, my favorite cookie, my son Ry's favorite cookie.
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