Yesterday we bottled the wine, and ended up with just under two cases (as measured by beer bottles) worth of wine. I also took the wine bottle worth of wine left in the carboy that had a little yeast remnants in it and bottled it in a spare wine bottle and stuck it in the fridge – I figured the yeast will settle out within a few days, and I hate to waste any…

Wine Bottles

This morning I decided to make Spritz Cookies, since it seemed like a yummy Christmastime thing to do. Except I couldn’t find any green food coloring, so my little trees are rather yellow.

We’ve had a cookie press for, well, a long time. I think it used to be my grandmother’s. But we’ve never used it, and of course there are no instructions. My first attempt involved putting the die on the wrong side, so it was promptly ejected as the dough squeezed through, making a large mess. After comforting myself with raw cookie dough, I searched online for how to use a cookie press. It turns out the die goes on the inside (ok, that wasn’t in the instructions, but Cabol figured it out), and that you just sort of push the cookie onto the cookie sheet and when you pull back the wonder of physics will hold it to the sheet and break it apart from the rest of the dough in the press. I’m sure anyone who makes lots of cookies are rolling their eyes at this point, but it was a little bit of magic to me.

Spritz Cookies