I love baking for Yule and Christmas! I have not been able to do this year everything I would like too, but since we get to spend Christmas at the Ninja Warming station on Fort Hood (the folks who kept us safe during the winter storm and who I made special Frostie Floats for), I will get to bake more than I expected. HOWEVER, I usually do but these little dandies which are one of my favorites!
Of course, you have to have holiday music, and I don’t care what I believe in, tradition is tradition! So when I start heating up the oil, I make sure I put on my Spotify and go! Enjoy this playlist and enjoy my Rosette recipe as well! See, I don’t just read zombie books, I am still baking! Oh that reminds me, I have more cookie recipes coming up! Keep an eye out for them, but until then… listen and enjoy a very traditional Scandinavian cookie recipe, from my Grandmother’s kitchen to yours!
ONE quick holiday tip: Don’t have time to run to Starbucks for a Peppermint mocha? Try adding a bit of cream (or milk) to your coffee with a spoonful of hot chocolate and stir it up with a Candy Cale!
Definition:Scandihoovian– A Hoosier whose ancestry includes that of Scandinavia.
(originally published December 2011)
First off, yes with my Lefse raised high, I proudly proclaim I can trace my roots back to the Indiana Tufte family and am a proud Scandihoovian, at least on my mother’s side. My great-grandparents were born in Norway and when they came to our great country, like many other Norwegians (and those dirty Swedes), passed up Lady Liberty and kept going till they ended up in the Midwest! (No self respecting Norwegian will ever admit to having any Swedish blood in them, they are all drunks and don’t know their way around a Krumkake iron if their life depended on it and in my house it did. We let it slide that my dad was part Swede because of the fact of being a direct descendent of Morgan the Pirate… oh and Alexander Hamilton, but the Pirate bit is better, yah?)
I am adopted so I do not have the blond hair and the legs up to my ass, but I take my heritage very seriously. I can swear with the best of them (UF DA!) and know how to flirt like any hard core Scandihoovian too! (Yah, those are some really great snow tires, you betcha!)
During the holidays growing up one of the best traditions my mother and I had was baking Scandinavian goodies. My grandmother Chapman is 1st generation American. Many of our traditions are straight from the old country, and many are our own. But the best one which is straight out of Viking frying pan is making piles of Scandinavian cookies! That said, some of these cookies are very hard to make or master making. Just as with the south, the tools needed have to be seasoned. In the south it is all your cast iron, for us Scandihoovians it is our Rosette and Krumkake Irons. I have become the Rosette Master and though they are a pain in the ass, I made some this week because I was craving some good ol’ holiday cheer.
Rosettes, such a lovely word, but they have nothing to do with any rose flavoring and have everything to do with some deep fried goodness. Who can resist something with such a shining endorsement of DEEP FRIED? The cookie is made by dipping a special iron heated in the vat of hot oil into delicate batter and dipping it back into said vat to fry to a delicate finish. Sounds easy enough, right? It is not! But once you get it down, you can whip up dozens to keep everyone on a happy sugar coated deep fry high all season long.
I called my mom for the recipe which somehow had gotten list when I first posted this in 2011. She found the recipe card in my cookbook (which always seem to forget when I am there) and she typed exactly what she found on a “From the Kitchen of Margaret Chapman” recipe card (maternal grandmother):
2 eggs; 1/4 tsp. salt; 1 cup flour; 1 tsp. sugar & 1 cup milk. Beat eggs, sugar & salt slightly; add milk and flour. Beat until smooth. Bake with a rosette iron. (can thin with more milk) important cool on brown paper bags. love, Grandma
The only thing going for me are the years of us making these and of sitting in Grandma’s childhood friends kitchen with my mom and cranking these bad boys and other goodies out! The key, and I am going to repeat this several times, is using paper bags to cool them on. Not paper towels (in the photo these are being served on paper towels NOT cooled on them), not stainless steel cooling wracks, paper bags. (I am sure you can find some somewhere, like when you go to the package store to pick up a few liters of bourbon for your eggnog perhaps?) Over the years I have managed to try a few different recipes and have only added a bit of cardamon and almond extract to the original one, I am just glad I have my original recipe to play with!