jammy cookies!!

here to satisfy your summer berry craving, you're welcome.

It’s spring in Vancouver, or as good as. I walked my dogs in a sweatshirt today and in the stretches of sun (oh glorious sun), I was almost not cold. Every year I’m surprised and delighted to find the daffs and tulips that line the sidewalks have survived winter, forcing their way through the cold ground and blooming with such resilience. Thankfully, they have done so again, and while I hate when the clocks “spring” forward because every hour of sleep is precious to me, and we’re early risers, I’ll take it.

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Shaun and I go to our local Farmers Market every week, all year round, with very few exceptions. We usually walk away with a good haul, but in the winter, no surprise, it’s slimmer pickings. Do you want four different varieties of radish? You’re set. How about squash, ‘cuz they got it. Carrots abound!! Apples, too!! There’s no shortage of beautiful produce to be had, but it all starts to feel a bit, well, repetitive–I’ve been eating roasted squash every week for too many weeks. This past Saturday, we left the market with just cheese and bread.

In short, I’m ready to put winter behind us. Maybe it’s me (hi, I’m the problem, it’s me) or my lack of creativity or imagination or just energy towards reinventing the squash wheel, but I am missing summer and all its abundance: tomatoes (oh glorious tomatoes), lettuces, peppers, plums, and berries. I miss the berries most of all.

Which brings me to:

jammy cookies!!

Aforementioned glorious sunshine!

This cookie was born from that berry craving: swirls of blackberry jam folded into a classic drop cookie dough. It’s a sticky mess to scoop, but when baked, the caramelized jam adds a nice chew to the cookie and an almost candy-like texture. It’s, like, really nice.

Jam-wise, I used store bought, but I wish I had made my own. This year, with Shaun as my witness, I have resolved to get into canning. It’s something I have never done before, aside from a couple stovetop preserves or quick pickles here and there, but we have the space (our second bedroom is slowly but surely being converted into a pantry) and this time next year, when I start to really miss the bounty of summer, I’ll have a fix. You can join me in my Trad Wife ambitions, or not—any jam or jelly will do, but I’d stay away from preserves with larger pieces of fruit.

I hope you get some sun on your face this week and I hope you eat a good cookie (this, or another)!

enjoy!!
ksenia

*recipe follows below!