ext_23342 ([identity profile] scionofgrace.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] rj_anderson 2009-12-08 09:54 pm (UTC)

We've got a snowstorm right about now. I'm loving it. Now if only I can convince my supervisor (who owns a truck) that "blizzard conditions" means we should STAY HOME FROM WORK FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.

(and don't get me started about "Christmas-ish" songs)

Shall I tell you about grand tradition of peppernuts?

If you or someone you know is of Germanic descent, you likely know about peppernuts (aka pfeffernusse). They come in a variety of sizes and ingredients - no two recipes are the same. But when it comes down to it, they are a small, spiced cookie made at Christmas that is, frankly, addicting. The kind my family makes are about the size of a grape, are hard and crunchy, and can be eaten like popcorn. Our recipe makes five quarts, because "eaten like popcorn" is exactly what happens. Every Christmas, all my life, has included a big tin of peppernuts which are munched on throughout the day.

I am now the principle peppernut-maker in my family. Grandma still might do a batch or two, but my mom and sister-in-law don't have time. But I don't mind. I have also managed to get most of my friends and coworkers addicted. It might add to the workload, but I love being able to make something that everyone else loves.

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