

These are gentle, homey cookies, just one more suggestion for your holiday platter in case you’re not full up on Christmas cookies already, or a little idea to use up any jams or creamy cheeses you might have left over from holiday parties. The goat cheese is a little unconventional, but it adds a faintly savory warmth to a soft and chewy sugar cookie dough, and it’s well-balanced by a generous dollop of sweet fig jam.

I always think of thumbprints as one of the holiday-iest holiday cookies, so I thought they were only fitting despite the warm weather. With how warm it’s been, I feel like I almost can’t call these “wintery,” but nonetheless, they’re a wintery spin on these, inspired by my favorite combo from an extravaganza of a cheese board I put together a few weeks back. Since getting here my activities have consisted of very little cooking and very lots of eating, but I did make these thumbprint cookies before we left, in an only slightly colder New York.

Claus, I’ve asked B2 about five times too many whether people actually say “mele kalikimaka,” and I’m gleefully sure I just overheard the words “ ahi poke for Christmas.” But sunshine aside, it’s still pretty much just like Christmas with my family where it counts - with endless amounts of food, aunties and uncles galore, and B2 and his sister making fun of each other all day, and that coziness is what makes me the happiest about being here. I visited in January once before, but I’ve never been here for Christmas itself, so I thoroughly enjoyed this surfer Santa and his muumuu-clad Mrs. We’re in Hawaii! I had a filing the night before that kept me in the office about a million hours later than I expected, we packed half the things we meant to pack and none of our laundry, but we made it on the plane (I think I set a new record for the most hours I’ve or anyone has ever slept on a single flight) and now I’m sitting at B2’s family’s kitchen counter, blissfully free of legal research and two days away from spending my first Christmas in Honolulu.
