All Things Blue
Baking chocolate turtle cookies is a family tradition in our home. I was about ten-years-old when my Grandma Snow shared her recipe with me. Why are they so special? Well, first they’re chocolate. But the fun part is making them in a waffle iron! The ingredients are simple, the preparation is easy, but some patience is required. We can only cook four at a time in our waffle iron, so the temptation to eat them as we go is torture for my granddaughter and me!
This special recipe is my gift to you this holiday season. Make them with someone you love.
GRANDMA SNOW’S TURTLE COOKIES
10 level T. cocoa OR 4 squares of chocolate
2 sticks butter plus 2 T.
1 ½ C. sugar
2 C. flour (note: I have done these with Gluten-free flour too!)
Combine cocoa and butter over medium heat, stirring constantly until the butter is melted and well blended with cocoa.
Beat 4 eggs in a bowl, add sugar, combine egg and cocoa mixture and then add flour.
Heat waffle iron (set to medium heat). Brush with vegetable oil, and drop batter by the teaspoon-full onto waffle iron.
Bake 1 ½ min. and remove with fork. Place on cookie sheet lined with paper towels. (Reapply vegetable oil to waffle iron as needed)
5 T. cocoa OR 2 squares chocolate
1/3 C. milk
¼ C. butter, plus 1 T.
Melt ingredients in pan stirring until thick. Remove from heat and ADD:
1 t. vanilla and 2 ½ C. powdered sugar.
Beat until smooth. (It will be thin. I use a spoon to cover the cookies and fill in the holes)
SPRINKLE WITH GREEN SPRINKLES while frosting is still wet. (This is the perfect task for children!) ENJOY!
I was just a child the first time I vacationed at my Grandma Snow’s cabin in Minnesota. The moment I stepped into her kitchen, I gasped so loud it startled everyone within earshot. In front of me stood an old, rustic pine wood hutch holding a beautiful set of antique flo-blue dishes. I swooned over every dainty teacup, delicate plate and elegant bowl displayed there.
Since that day I’ve loved all things blue.
My grandmother never forgot my spontaneous reaction to her favorite blue dishes. When she died at the age of 96, she bequeathed the entire set to me—a gift so precious I hardly have words for it. The color sparks joy, of course, but it’s the memory of her I see in each lovely piece that is the true gift.
This blog is dedicated to her.