This post was requested by one of The Ivers Girls. The Ivers Girls grew up as neighbors to my maternal grandparents, but to call them simply neighbors or family friends doesn't begin to describe the relationship that our two families share. For well over fifty years, our lives have intertwined in so many ways that I'm not even able to number them all. Over that half century, many, many recipes have been exchanged between the two families, so when the youngest of The Ivers Girls mentioned to me earlier this fall that she wished she had my grandma Marian's sugar cookie recipe, I was surprised.
"You mean Grandma never gave that to you?" I asked.
"Whenever I asked about it, all Marian would say was that there was 'nothing special in it,'" she responded.
This is very surprising to me because my Grandma was not one to keep any recipe a secret, especially one like this that she used so frequently. When I was young, these cookies would show up about once per month from October to April. In October, they were cut in the shapes of pumpkins and leaves and were frosted with orange tinted icing. Come November, they appeared in the shapes of turkeys with orange or brown frosting. Of course, in December they were cut in all sorts of Christmas shapes, and the frosting would be white, pink, and pastel green. (Grandma didn't believe in darkly colored frosting; she said that you shouldn't have to taste the color.) In late December, Grandma would make another batch and cut them all into bells to "ring in the new year." These always had white frosting and usually a cinnamon candy for the clapper. In February, they appeared as pink frosted hearts; in March, green-frosted shamrocks. Finally, in April dozens of eggs, crosses, and churches would be cut out.
My mother's favorite story about these cookies is from the Christmas season that was most likely my freshman year of high school. She had just returned to teaching full-time, and we were extremely busy with activities, too. Mom had mixed a batch of these and put the dough to chill on our enclosed north porch, which often serves as a walk-in cooler in the winter months. She always covered the mixer bowl with a luncheon plate, making it easy to access. As we kids walked in and out of the kitchen door, it was too easy to just lift the plate and grab a bite of cookie dough. None of that batch of dough actually made it to the oven. While I would feel terribly irresponsible if I recommended eating cookie dough with raw eggs and flour in it, I will admit that this dough is really good!
My grandma actually sold these cookies for a short time in the 1990s, and while most people associate this recipe with her, she got the recipe from her paternal aunt, and she forever referred to them as Auntie Freda's Sour Cream Cookies--hence the title of this post.
So, without further ado, here is the big "secret." Here are the ingredients:
2 cups sugar
1 cup shortening
1 cup sour cream (commercial or country, but not too sour if using country)
1 tsp. soda
2 tsp. vanilla
4 1/2 - 5 1/2 cups flour (or more)
And here is the method:
|Cream the shortening and sugar.|
|Beat in the eggs.|
|Add the sour cream.|
|Stir in the soda, salt, and vanilla.|
|Beat well and then begin adding the flour a cup at a time.|
|A sheet of sour cream sugar cookies in the oven of|
the Margin Gem cookstove.
|Grandma would say that the top and the third cookies|
in the stack nearest the bottom of the photograph are baked too long.
The last and biggest secret to getting these cookies to taste exactly like Grandma's is in the frosting. She would always just mix up a buttercream icing with powdered sugar, butter, water, and vanilla, BUT she would also add just a hint of almond flavoring--not so much that you would be able to immediately identify it, but enough that you can definitely taste it. This little dab of almond flavoring really sets these cookies off.
Once the frosting has set enough to handle, pack these cookies into airtight containers, putting waxed paper between the layers to prevent the frosting from gluing them all together. The frosting will soften the cookies over the next few hours, and the end product is deliciously addictive.
I wish I could give you an estimated yield, but I had put this dough out on the aforementioned north porch and did a poor job of resisting the temptation to snitch from it here and there. Keep in mind, though, that with 5 1/2 cups of flour, this recipe makes a lot of cookies. Enjoy!