One of my most treasured memories as a little girl growing up in Minneapolis was baking with my mom. My mom, Barb, is the original Thumb-maker. I used to watch her roll this cookie dough into perfect little circles and finish each one with her perfect thumbprint – and I wanted to do it just like her. At first, I wasn’t so good. But I kept practicing.
As I got older, I realized that these little cookies we had come to call Thumbs around the house were so much more than addicting, delicious treats made for holidays, occasions and often upon special request. My mom baked Thumbs as a way to share her love with her family, friends and community. They were her signature cookie for neighborhood occasions. Just like my grand-mothers and great-grand-mothers shared their baking and cooking with the ones they loved- this became my mom’s "thumbprint" on our long line of family tradition passed on through food.
After watching Barb time and again, I finally mastered making Thumbs, and decided it was time to share our love and family history with all of you. In honor of the talented, caring and inspirational ladies who have made me who I am today – and with Barb’s thumbprint of approval - we hope you'll also enjoy Thumbs!