I’m not a big cookie person. To be honest, I’d rather go elbow deep in a bowl of buttery, salty popcorn, but it’s almost Christmas, which to me means making feast day cookies.

Feast Day cookies are a Pueblo tradition handed down from my grandma, to my mom and then to me. Feast Day cookies were made on feast days like Easter, Kings’ Day and of course, Christmas.

These cookies probably aren’t what you’re used to. They’re similar to snickerdoodles, but they aren’t very sweet. These are the cookies of poor people. To give you an idea: I once asked my grandma what the Depression was like on the reservation and she said she didn’t even know it happened, that’s how poor they were. When I bake these, I think of her.

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