A few nights ago I started the Christmas baking, Nobody could get into the kitchen and I started to make and bake my Christmas cookies. Preparing these cookies is a special moment for me, which relaxes me so much and makes me enter the Christmas feeling. I like to kneat the dough by hands. It’s a magical moment when I put the tray with hearts, stars or other shapes and slowly I see them rise and change color, and I watch them until the sound of the alarm brings me back to reality and I rush to get them out. One minute delay could compromise the result! My husband and my children are my official tasters and if after tasting the first one, they ask me for other things, it means that the biscuits have succeeded well. And what about the fragrance that spreads around the house? Especially when I bake two or three different cookies, and maybe spiced, the house has a typical scent of this time of the year that gives me serenity and the certainty that Christmas is coming🎄