To: Constant Reader who wrote (43573 ) 12/16/1999 11:01:00 PM From: Ilaine Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
Oh, nonononono. You don't appreciate the true spirit of Christmas cookie exchanges. It's an opportunity to shine, and you better shine, dammit, or hang your head in disgrace. Perhaps I am just projecting. I am not an overachiever when it comes to public baking occasions. I'm perfectly happy to buy Mrs. Field's when it's time to contribute cookies to school events. My grandmother, my mother, and my sister, all are confection overachievers, but I have been spared the need to meet or exceed holiday expectations. Everyone knows I cannot be relied on, and that I will only make cookies on a whim. Nevertheless, I have intuited the parameters of the events, by observation. There are mysterious levels of achievement that must be met, based on the members of the group. Do you remember Barbara Holland's description of bringing tabouli (or was it hummos?) to her first pot luck dinner after she moved to her house in the Blue Ridge mountains, and having to bring it back home untouched? The same type of thing, but in reverse, strikes the cook who is clueless enough to, say, bake Pillsbury refrigerator cookies for a Christmas cookie exchange. Disgrace! I am pondering what to bring to the first Christmas party in my new office digs. I don't really know the people very well, it's about 10 lawyers, and the same number of office staff, and other lawyers will, no doubt, wander by for free food, and then there will be spouses. Food will be provided by the four person firm that owns the building, but pot luck will be welcome. What to make? It must make a favorable impression, without seeming to be condescending, or too superior. Rice Krispy and marshmallow cookies are infra dig, caviar is too much. There's a lot of room between, of course. Cheez Whiz on triscuits is out, too.