Mrs.
Simon's Keflies <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> First day: <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> In order to make these cookies with just the right flavor, you'll need to learn just enough Hungarian that you can use it to scold anyone who disturbs your cookie making. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> When I was growing up in a small factory town in Indiana, there was one woman whose back door I always used, from the time I was a little girl. She was a special lady, and it is not only relatives who have an influence in our lives. This recipe is from the lovely lady who was "the lady next door" when I was growing up. Her mother was a friend of my grandfather, and her daughter was my best friend as I grew from crayons to Chanel No. 5. For special occasions, this beautiful woman made keflies (a.k.a. kifflies, or kefflies). These are cookies, but the word "cookie" doesn't do them justice. My neighbor was Hungarian, and she got the recipe from her mother, Mrs. (Helen) Simon. I got the recipe from the neighbor lady's daughter, my friend, who used to wait for me on the other side of the concrete wall by the creek. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Other cookie recipes at Alice's
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