GRANNY’S WINDMILL COOKIE MEMORIES
When I put together my monthly calendar, I always pick a day for Food Gifts. Most often, these are treats that go to family or friends. Sometimes, it’s too hot or too busy to bake. For those rare occasions, I buy a box of Windmill Cookies from the grocery store for each little grandchild and enclose this poem. If I’ve learned one thing in life, it’s this:
