They look good, huh?
Well, it turns out they are *&%$%*#$ hard to make. Perhaps not for a skilled pastry chef, but for little old me. Well, it has been quite the expletive filled challenge. Crazy Italians.
Ostensibly, I was making them for the intermission sales at the band concert tomorrow. But I'm not sure they are fit for prime time. So perhaps they won't actually see the real world.
And that is fine because, having sampled some of the cookie along the way, they are pretty danged yummy.
But now, what will I make for the band concert?