Lemon Crinkle Cookies
A few years ago, my Husband and I lost a dear friend, Patrick. The stories of Patrick's love of history, art, literature, Russia, Orthodoxy and his church -- not to mention his eccentricities -- could go on for days. My Husband and I helped sort through his house after he was gone. In the kitchen, stuck to the inside wall of the kitchen cabinet, with a myriad of papers strewn around that cabinet shelf, was a half legal sized yellow envelope, full of index cards. On each index card was a handwritten recipe. I did not make the final decisions for his belongings, so I merely wrote with a thick black Sharpie marker: recipes, please do not throw away - Elizabeth. When we received some of Patrick's things, these recipes and 2 small cookbooks were included for me. I nearly cried, I was so deeply touched; and I carefully put all of his recipes in a binder, keeping the yellow envelope in the front folder of the same binder. Such a treasure trove of
